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The triumph has reloaded El Khoury for possible future art attacks, but like many comedians he’s still battling deep-seated internal conflict.
On the same day he points out his barren future canvas, in late July while still in prep mode, we wind a narrow road into the cedar-treed Chouf Mountains, southeast of Beirut.
Outside a cliff-hugging villa, El Khoury brandishes a rifle, firing single blasts into a large square sheet of metal. When the silver splays, it mimics the war traces that have marked him as much as his society.
After silently sketching a crowd of Potato Nose creatures on the separate installation, he confesses his own part in his country’s struggle. As a Christian, he fears he’ll never make genuine friends with Shiite Muslims.
“There is some kind of racism in me that I have because of this damage caused by the war,” he says. “I wish I could overcome it. But the place and the surroundings where I grew up made this bad feeling in me very strong.”
His communal artwork can provide hilarious distraction, “but it won’t heal the main problem.”
“If we keep this racism in us, things will never be peaceful in this country. I dream I can say, ‘I’m Lebanese’ instead of saying ‘I’m Christian,”‘ he murmurs.
“There’s not too much things that are joining all the Lebanese together. So maybe if a joke can join us, I think this is really an achievement.”