Nada El-Omari

To affirm its solidarity with the Palestinian people, Main Film is offering its #MainArtist platform to any filmmaker wishing to express their pain.
Main Film, as an artists’ center, wishes to offer a space for all its members who feel isolated, misunderstood, censored, threatened, oppressed, discriminated against, dehumanized, and who may therefore be directly or indirectly affected by the inhuman tragedy currently unfolding.
It will therefore be offered to all those filmmakers who wish to use their voices, and thus provide them with a welcoming, safe and caring space for expression.
Nothing can ever justify the indiscriminate killing and unspeakable suffering of civilians, especially children.
Nothing can justify barbarity, the deprivation of all dignity.
The fire must cease.

Nada El-Omari is a filmmaker and writer of Palestinian and Egyptian origin based in Montreal, Quebec. Her practice and research interests centre on the intergenerational transmissions of memories, displacement, and the stories of belonging and identity which she explores through a poetic, hybrid lens. Focusing on process and fragments in text, sound, and image, Nada explores new ways to self-narrate, and speak hybridity and self. Her films have recently been shown at the Wexner Centre for the Arts in Ohio, SAVAC’s Monitor 15, Images Festival Toronto, Arab Film & Media Institute NYC, Nuit Blanche Toronto, Les Instants Vidéos Friche La Belle de Mai, NYU’s Orphan Films Symposium, Belfast Film Festival, Palestine Cinema Days, Visions Cairo, Toronto Palestine Film Festival, and on Shasha and Tenk. Her work has also been published in Montreal Serai and qumra journal. Her last digital project was commissioned by the Art Gallery of Ontario in collaboration with Sonya Mwambu. El-Omari holds a BFA in Film Production and an MFA in Film from York University.

Filmography :
  • on top and through one another ii, 2022
  • from where to where من وين لوين d’où vers où, 2021
  • in the jasmine vines, 2021
  • Yaffa, 2019
  • Eva, 2018

❝ To Those,
I started writing this text with the thought of to those. And then I wondered to myself who “those” even are anymore.
My entire practice is home. My work is about home. I dream of home. I remember through home. And home is so far right now. It is so far and I feel so ashamed.
I have always known myself to be a result of violent consequences. When I go home, to our Palestine, I watch politics sit, seep and weigh in every single being’s soul, newborn and aging: repetive, constant, unmoving, like a reel of aged film clipping onto sprockets. Steadfast existence, oIen forgoJen as such, becoming a second nature: a quiet dignified routine.
Persistently noticed out of coincidence, need, othering or more honestly: exotification, morbid curiosity and hatred, the overlooked choose a different agency, an unpredictable one. Art and Resistance isn’t something we discuss when we’re home. Every Friday at noon throwing rocks, at every memorial, at every gathering, in every act and action I see the same youth and ancestors, unwavering, standing tall, holding each other and resisting.
I’ve seen you turn your head away. I’ve heard you call it pointless. We’ve noticed it all.
We call it resilience.
So how do you, yourself break this nihilism. How do you remind the world of your existence. How do you want us to show you we’re worth more than the coincidental seconds you’re barely willing to spend looking at us. Instead, you’d rather believe a rhetoric filled with lies, humiliation, the encouragement of ethnic cleansing, racism, genocide and torture, a rhetoric repeated in all impunity. Why do we have to remind you of your humanity. How have you forgotten justice. How are you so quiet.
Cinema, words, art, this text, images, presence are not a tool of active agent it is the action in itself. Engagement may certainly be a demand, and a necessary one, but you should know it is also a simple act of human nurturing, if you’ve forgotten how to see it to be common and simple decency.
From thin roots to growing branches, a thousand leaves and a million more seeds.
Beyond being messengers, the voices of those in Palestine, and amongst all those occupied and oppressed, transcend the simple task of telling one’s story, they are the breadth, the tremor, the life around your senseless routine. They break your empty repetition. They announce existence by giving a new face to a life. Palestinians create out of thin tear-gassed air. They challenge your stories, and they dream a conversa/on and an existence because what better way to voice your presence than turning away from the expected.
We aren’t going anywhere.
So really, to whoever will listen, hear and see: Pick up the seeds. Remember you are also a result of coincidences. Our only differences are the violent histories, presents and realities you refuse to face and that those suffering from imperialism and settler-colonialism carry for you.
Do your part.



Nada El-Omari ❞


Our organization is an artist-run center committed to supporting its community as a whole, without distinction.

Beyond the simple declarations of solidarity against racism following the events of the summer of 2020, but also against more recent racist acts and those that persist historically, it seemed essential to us to offer a place to our members so that they can express their feelings in the face of the discrimination they experience and which could be based on the color of their skin, their origins, their sexual orientation, their gender or a handicap.

We invite them to share their thoughts on this societal drama that constitutes all forms of rejection of the other.

Main Film is an artist-run center committed to supporting its community as a whole, without distinction, in the creation of independent film.

Our twentieth contributing artist is Nada El-Omari.

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Because it is artists who carry both the role of representing society and making it evolve.