2011 marks the 100th year that International Women’s Day is celebrated by individuals, organizations and nations around the world. It was first declared in 1910 with the first event being held in 1911.

I wonder how many women today are aware that this annual celebration started as a way of honouring working women and their struggle for freedom. It also has its roots in the American Women’s Suffrage Movement.

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As quickly as the Suffrage Movement developed, the movement against women’s suffrage also developed!

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International Women’s Day was first celebrated by the UN in 1975 and every year, a theme is chosen with the goal of raising awareness about the unique obstacles women face around the world. This year’s theme is "Equal access to education, training and science and technology: Pathway to decent work for women."

The UN Secretary-General said in his annual message this year that “100 years ago, when the world first commemorated International Women’s Day, gender equality and women’s empowerment were largely radical ideas.” Yes, granted that significant progress has been made through through “determined advocacy, practical action and enlightened policy making”, he acknowledges that in too many countries and societies, women remain “second class citizens”.

Its been a long time. And today, IWD is celebrated as an occasion  to “review how far women have come in their struggle for equality, peace and development.”

Thank you 007, for trying to walk a mile in those shoes. To all women out there, we’ve come a long way but remember, change doesn’t just happen. Its still up to women to improve their lot by uniting, networking and mobilising for meaningful change.

Happy International Women’s Day!

Every once in a while, I am faced with the challenge of answering the question “So, where’s home?”

I guess that’s an easy question to answer IF you’ve lived in one place, and have always lived in that place. The answer will quite simply be the area you lived in, the street, the town, the state or country.

But not for me! Not that simple. Malaysian expat wife with Spanish husband, living and working in Kuwait. Grown-up son, Mum and siblings in Malaysia. Hubby’s family in Spain and Holland. Rented apartment in Kuwait, for now. Our own apartment in Malaysia.

Our answer is a little more complex. I look at hubby and he, at me, every time we’re asked that question.

You have to admit, it does beg some reflection. Is home where we live and work or is home where our families and children live? Is it where we make our home or is it where we have our family home? Is it the place we go to two or three times a year? Is it where we grew up? Is it where our roots are or is it the place where we’ll retire? Is it where we have spent most of our life? Is it where our friends are? Is it possible to have two homes? Or three? Is home our “base”, the place we return to when we don’t have to live and work in a third country anymore? Is home wherever we are? Is it just a question of choosing between Kuwait, Malaysia or Spain or another country perhaps? Or is home just a concept, something that is fluid, which cannot be pinned down? Does the answer always stay the same or will it change the next time we’re asked that question?

So many questions that provide a hint to what the answer might be.

The reality came recently when I wanted to paint a gift for an expat friend who was leaving Kuwait for Abu Dhabi. I decided to paint a plaque with roses for her new home and wanted to add a saying.

As I thought about an appropriate saying to put on the plaque, the old proverb “Home is where the heart is” flashed in my mind. It hit me then that that is so very true especially for us “wanderers”!

It is an old proverb, yes, and one I think we take so much for granted. It can mean different things for different people. For me right now, it has only one meaning and that is, even though you have travelled and lived in many different countries or places, the one you will always call “home”, the place you yearn to be deep from the bottom of your heart, is the place where your loved ones are and where you are loved. I know where that place is.

Home really is where the heart is.

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So I not only painted the plaque for my friend but as if I need reminding, I painted this plaque for myself.

It has been dubbed the “House of Mirrors” and “the strangest house in the Gulf” and although we’ve lived in Kuwait for 7 years, I had still not visited this amazing creation of Lidia Qattan.

I had heard about it but never made it on any of the organized visits so, when the IWG (International Women’s Group) organized one this week, I rushed to sign up. I was so excited and last night researched ahead to prepare myself for what I would see today. I also checked to make sure that the address existed on my GPS so I would get there by 10am sharp. Unfortunately, the traffic was exceptionally bad and to add to that – I took one turning too early and ended up in a busier part of town! I was horrifyingly late.

Thankfully, having seen photos of the villa during my research last night, it was easy not to miss it once I arrived on Street 94 of Qadisiya Block 9. Indeed the exterior wall of the villa was covered in shards of broken mirror!

The external wall of the House of Mirrors

The sun played tricks on my eyes and the gigantic butterflies danced in its reflection on the mirror mosaic. I was breathless, and this was only the beginning of what beckoned inside.

I wandered inside the open door which, of course, was covered in mirror too, entered the courtyard, through another door and found the ladies there. I easily picked out our petite and vivacious hostess, outstanding in her transparent long lace dress, said hello, extended my hand and apologised profusely for being late.

Then, I sat in awe at what confronted me. “Mirror art” was everywhere. On the walls, the ceiling, even the floor. Every bit of furniture had been painstakingly and ornately covered with pieces of broken mirror, including the ceiling fan above us.

Lidia's drawing room covered in mirror mosaic

And this was only the drawing room. I could see into the adjoining kitchen and everything, yes, even the kitchen sink was engulfed by this wonderful art form.

Her kitchen cabinets..

Lidia being the very hospitable hostess served us coffee which she made herself followed by bread rolls with egg or labneh.

Then she began her story. She must have told it a thousand or more times over and yet, I can believe that she spoke with the same passionate voice and left out no detail.

Lidia explained that she was often inspired to create her own works of art to impress her famous Kuwaiti artist-husband, the late Khalifa Al-Qattan, and would carry out her creative pursuits while he was away exhibiting his own art abroad somewhere.

In 1966, Khalifa was invited to hold an art exhibition in Washington DC, for the official opening of the Kuwaiti Embassy in the USA. On the occasion, Khalifa and Tarak Rajeb organized a collective exhibition to give to the American public a comprehensive view of the art movement in Kuwait.

Usually when Khalifa was going abroad, I loved to surprise him at his return with something new in the home. He had made a cabinet before leaving, which I thought to paint, but when I could not find some suitable paint in the house, I decided to cover it with pieces of mirror.

Sometime before, Jalila, our little daughter had broken a large mirror, but instead of throwing it away I kept it. I took out the pieces and realizing I had enough to make an abstract composition on to the cabinet, I got ready to work. The only glue available in the house consisted of granules that had to be smelted on a low fire, with it I began to stick the larger pieces to create an abstract motive and filled in the small spaces with the rest of the mirror.

When the whole work was set and dry, I covered the entire surface with a putty of white cement and water, cleaned it, and using a carpenter’s file I smoothened every sharp edge I could find. To further reassure myself, the mirror was safe for my little girl to touch, I applied a second layer of putty on to the whole surface, then cleaned it.

When I set back to judge the finished work I was pleased with the result. The cabinet had been transformed into a piece of art that added a new dimension to the place, but I was anxious of Khalifa’s reaction at his return. When Khalifa saw it, he was indeed surprised, he also complimented me; his approval was all I had been waiting for.

I didn’t know then, that the cabinet would be the beginning of a major project that would transform the house itself into a unique work of art making it a landmark in the district of Qadsiya, on the outskirts of Kuwait city.

The one that started it all

That cabinet is captured here in this photograph…see if you can spot it…

This project marked the beginning of her own transformation into an artist in her own right. So unique is this transformation that her own home has been her  canvas. Lidia devoted many years since that very first cabinet to painstakingly create various rooms in her villa using broken mirror pieces, perfecting her technique as she went along.

Seventy-seven tons of mirror, 102 gallons of white glue, 44 tons of white cement later, Lidia has created her art inside and outside her villa.

She created shooting stars on the ceiling, Quranic quotes on the walls and intricate patterns on the floor.

A star in mirror mosaic on the ceiling

Quranic quotes on the walls

Mirror art on the floors...

The bathroom glitters with mirrored swordfish and seaweed, swirling waves and leaping fish. Even the toilet lid has golden rays emanating from a blue centre.

The bath tub

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The WC!

Every room in the villa has a carefully selected theme but when I asked Lidia if she draws up a detailed plan and specifications before she starts working on a room, she answers, “No, I don’t. I know what I want to create and I know where everything goes. I just do it. Its like when I cook, you know, I don’t use recetas…I just put a bit of this, a dash of that…” That’s how all artists work I guess.

She gives every room a name.The drawing room is “Planet Earth” with its mosaics of plants and fish. On the ceiling she has used multi-coloured mirrors to create the entire solar system.

A corner of her Drawing Room - "Planet Earth"

Across from the drawing room, now grown-up Jalila’s bedroom is called the “Zodiac Room”. Here Lidia has created every single zodiac sign with mirror and the various constellations and galaxies from glow-in-the-dark stars and planets.

The hallway has a dual theme and is called “Shark Hall” and “Corridor of Nations”.  The bathroom is appropriately called “Sea World” of course and the bedroom is called “The Universe”.

Lidia telling us about "The Universe"

The library Lidia calls the “Room of Knowledge”. It is filled with her collection of books from floor to ceiling and although there’s not much room for decoration in here, Lidia has put her magic touch on the edges of the bookshelves and the sides of the shelves!

Part of the study - the "Room of Knowledge"

The “Stairs of Inspiration” lead to the first floor where Lidia and Khalifa have their painting studios and exhibit their work.

The "Stairs of Inspiration"

A panoramic view of the exhibits...

Visits to Lidia Qattan’s “House of Mirrors” have been described as a “quirky art-in-action experience” but I have to say its more than that. Lidia Qattan (born Lidia Scagnolari in Italy 72 years ago) is a very special lady and being in that house with her, listening to her and looking at her work is one of the experiences I will never forget. For her, the “House of Mirrors”, was the “fulfilment of a dream”.

In her own words,

What makes humanity special is its propensity to be driven by a dream. The very special feature of the human brain is imagination; imagination flares our dreams and often makes them persistent and obsessive; as such they spur our mental faculties to create and invent ways that lead to their realization.

Everyone has a dream he or she wishes to fulfill; my dream was to create my own private world of beauty and inspiration. I was lucky to be married to the right man, who encouraged me in anything I was doing and I had both the mental disposition and the means for the realization of my dream.

Thank you, Lidia, for welcoming us into your home and into your heart today!

The animals Lidia created on the walls of her parking area outside the villa!

February is a meaningful time for Kuwaitis as this is the month when two very important events – National Day and Liberation Day – are celebrated, on the 25th and 26th. To commemorate Liberation Day, the International Women’s Group invited an exceptional woman as its guest speaker this month. I think I speak for everyone at the breakfast meeting when I say that she enthralled everyone as she shared her vivid eyewitness memories of the Fires of Kuwait with us.

In a region mistakenly known for its suppressed and deprived women, Sara Akbar, the special IWG guest speaker, stands tall.

Sara Akbar, CEO of Kuwait Energy Company

At a time when the skies above Kuwait were overcast with dark smoky clouds spewing out of burning oil wells, left in the wake of the Iraqi invasion, Sara Akbar, then a Kuwaiti engineer, participated in the massive firefighting endeavour that ultimately doused the raging fires.

The oil wells set on fire in the background

Strong, resolute, with a strict outer demeanour, Sara Akbar, the Chief Executive Officer of Kuwait Energy Company, belies the popularly held notion that Arab women are weak and suffering.

“She has been working in the oil sector for more than twenty-seven years. She is also a mother and has three children. Mrs Akbar was very active during the time of the Liberation,” said Karen Nauss Henry, President of IWG, introducing the guest speaker to the assembled guests who were from all over the world.

Akbar spoke of her journey which included her early experiences, her sudden propulsion into the spotlight after the Liberation and her later growth and development as a professional. “I will speak of the time when we spent days and nights to combat the fire which was the biggest man-made environmental catastrophe ever. Yes, there are volcanoes and earthquakes that rage destruction, but this was man-made, done by the troops of Saddam before they left Kuwait,” she recounted as the noted documentary ‘Fires of Kuwait’ played in the background.

Kuwait oil wells on fire

“When asked if I look back at what happened twenty years ago with regret and sadness, I say, ‘I do not have any regrets because we as Kuwaitis learnt much from that catastrophe.’ Every dark day has a bright side and we have to remember the bright side of the catastrophe,” said Sara Akbar, an eyewitness to the disaster.

Sometimes she looks back at those days with  disbelief, at how an ordinary engineer did things which she normally would not have.

During the invasion Akbar and a small group of Kuwaitis managed to keep the oil company working with a small workforce. “In KOC we had 5,000 employees, but the invasion left us with just 50.” She spoke of the emotional trauma of witnessing the KOC being ransacked by the Iraqis and using the oil to feed their planes and tanks.

“My job for those seven months of occupation was to keep records of the events and to prepare a daily report for the government about all the activities that were taking place in the oil sector,” she said. Years later in 2003, after the Iraqi liberation, she recalled the Iraqi minister visited Kuwait for an OPEC meeting. During her meeting with the minister, she met two gentlemen who had accompanied him on the trip. “One of them had been my Iraqi boss for seven months at KOC during the occupation. He was shocked when I reminded him. He was the undersecretary to the Oil Minister in Iraq.” It is from him she found out that despite endeavours, Saddam’s government had been unable to find out the source of information being leaked out to the Kuwaiti government. “Thank God”, smiled the iron lady.

Sara Akbar’s story is a tale of personal courage touched with a sense of humour that allows her to smile at society and at popular perception which labelled her ‘crazy’ for her commitment and professionalism.

Sara told us that one  of the things she was involved in during the occupation was to “smuggle” expatriates trapped in Ahmadi to safe places in Kuwait city under the watchful eyes of the Iraqi forces. She said she begged for abayas from members of her family and friends all over Kuwait to help her do this! She also helped to “change their appearance” by helping them to dye their light coloured hair black.

Not for a minute during the occupation did she believe that the Iraqis would blow up the oil wells. Those still at work in the oil sector, regarded it as a threat used by Saddam to scare the Kuwaitis. “After all it was the craziest thing one could do,” she mused. On Feb 15 the discussion for withdrawal started. Three days later Akbar was at home when she heard the sound of gunshots. Being adventurous by nature, she immediately went to investigate and found the Iraqi soldiers shooting into the air as a mark of jubilation, as they were going to return to their homeland. “In the same minute I heard the explosions,” she said continuing the story.

The Kuwait Fires

“I looked back and I saw smoke in the air.” Akbar took her mother in the car and went to investigate the oil fields. “The more you went into the fields the darker it became. The darkness was unbelievable and the oil wells looked like flickering candles in the horizon,” said the lady who was traumatized by the sight.

It had not been an easy professional journey for Akbar. “All I wanted to be is a good technical engineer, so I put a lot of effort in training myself. I thought to be a good engineer, I should work in the fields and get my hands dirty.” She promptly approached the KOC management and told them of her desire to work in the fields. The response was as expected. Being a woman she was at a disadvantage, from social taboos and threats of bodily harm that might occur. She was refused permission, but Akbar persisted. Eventually she was given permission. The management tried to dissuade her with the timings which began at 7 am and got over at 4 pm. But Akbar continued determined. One day she was sent to an offshore well and was stuck in the site till late at night because of bad weather. When her replacement reached, he refused to get onto the platform, discouraged by the supposed dangers involved, despite seeing a lone Kuwaiti woman who had been at work at the same site for hours.

“For the next ten years, I worked on the oil fields, offshore and onshore, day and night, and the result of this work was that I knew the oil fields very well.

There were eight hundred wells and I knew every single one like the back of my hand. I had nothing in my life but my work and I loved it. I adored it,” noted one of the few women Chief Executives in the Gulf. It was the determination to help in the rebuilding of Kuwait that led a team of Kuwaiti engineers to approach the KOC management to help douse the fire. They were refused permission on grounds of experience.

But the team insisted and was ultimately allowed to join the firefighting mission. When they doused their first oil well they did it in the cover of the night, for fear of failure and inviting criticism. But by morning the team succeeded and proved everybody wrong. The team went on to control many oil wells after that, at times even dousing two wells a day.

Firefighters at work

Akbar spoke of the valuable lessons learnt from that catastrophe, of her belief that when Kuwaitis challenged can come together and overcome the biggest obstacle. “No matter what you do as an individual, nothing beats teamwork,” a mantra which worked well when she set up Kuwait Energy in 2005. With assets scattered around the world, the company has generated profits year after year.

Sara Akbar is a professional Kuwaiti woman who is a role model for women around the world. But her definition of success also includes a happy family life. In her determination to have a successful career she avoided getting married, for the first ten years. Later, she gave in to the long standing proposal. With a husband based in Bahrain, it was not easy to maintain a balance, but she did it. Hers is one of those rare instances of perfect partnership, where she asked her husband to seek retirement and move to Kuwait where she had a successful career. The mother of three children she attributes her happy family life to her extended family and husband who have always been a support. Behind most successful Kuwaiti women, there has been strong maternal presence and support, and Sara Akbar was no expectation. She recalls with fondness the important role played by her mother in helping her reach her goal.

The story of Sara Akbar is a fascinating story of the determination of a Kuwaiti woman to leave a mark and to contribute to her country’s success, something she has achieved in large measures.

From Kuwait’s Arab Times, by Chaitali B. Roy

I had seen the academy award-nominated documentary “Fires of Kuwait” and I had seen a woman among the firefighters, I wondered what she was like.

Now I was proud to have met her and heard her story.

Bravo, Sara, you did good!

Today is International Women’s Day. I celebrated the day with the International Women’s Group at our monthly meeting at the Ballroom of the Kuwait SAS Radisson Hotel.

International Women’s Day has been honoured for nearly 100 years. It’s an official holiday in China, Armenia, Russia, Azerbaijan, Belarus, Bulgaria, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Macedonia, Moldova, Mongolia, Tajikistan, Ukraine, Uzbekistan and Vietnam. While one thread of the day’s tradition has been for folks to give small gifts to their mothers and daughters (in sort of a more expansive version of Mother’s Day), another thread has been to elevate the economic, social, and political inequalities that cut across gendered lines. It’s roots, after all, are in a New York City march in 1908 in which 15,000 women marched through city demanding shorter hours, better pay and voting rights.

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In conjunction with International Women’s Day, the IWG Board had invited Dr Lubna Qadi to speak about Women’s Issues in Kuwait.

Dr Lubna Qadi talking about Women's Issues in Kuwait

She was the most eloquent Kuwaiti lady I have ever had the chance to listen to and she spoke passionately about the various issues faced by Kuwaiti women over the years until today due to various gender-sensitive laws that exist in the country.

I enjoyed listening to her as did all the other members who were there. I empathise with all the issues she spoke about and felt blessed because I did not have to live them all. My heart goes out to everyone of them and I take my hat off to the likes of Dr Lubna who do whatever they can to bring about change.

Happy Women’s Day to all you brave women out there. And to all the men – celebrate all the women in your life.

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