Gallery 1
Poetry, similar to painting, suggests differential interpretations. Inspired to portray a painting’s interpretation of a poem, writings of Iranian poets such as Shamlou, Sarafraz, Hafiz and more, became the muse behind the figurative drawings.
The body of work shown in this collection, are hand painted and written with acrylic on canvas.
Size: 36 X 60
English translation: Time & clime & wealth & health & root & fruit & state & fate, May you in your majesty continue in year & name, Year joyous, Climb pleasant, Wealth plenty & health whole, Root constant, Fruit enduring, State splendid & fate tame.
-Hafiz
Size: 24 X 36 | Sold
English translation: I am a stone flower, What do I say of my longing heart, If you don’t shine on me like the sun I am cold and colorless, I’m all sighs and all pain, Like a storm I’m full of dust, A drunken wind in the desert I’m lost circling around you, If you don’t fall on me like the rain you will never know how I’m doing, Without you I’ll wither losing my petals in two days, And then your stone heart will burn in flames.
-Bijan Samandar
Size: 60 X 36 | Sold
English Translation: My heart grew weary of the cloister the hypocrites cloak, Where is the monastery of magi?, Where is the pure wine?, The day of union is gone, Let them be a joyful memory, Where is that reproach?, What can’t the enemy’s heart find in my love’s face?, There is that dying lamp, Here is the candle of sun.
-Hafiz
Size: 48 X 60
English translation: Neither of body nor the soul, I am of divine whole. I eliminated duality with joyous laughter, saw the unity of here and thereafter. Unity is what I sing, Unity is what I speak, Unity is what I know, Unity is what I seek.
-Rumi
Size: 48 X 60
English translation: In the center of he whom God created from nothing, There is a subtle point that no creature can see.
-Rumi
Size: 30 X 30 | Sold
English translation: Don’t let your hair with the wind blow, else to the wind caution I’ll throw. Don’t let foundations elegantly grow, else my foundation will dissolve & go. Choose where you bestow thy grace, else I’ll wallow in disgrace. When you are present in every place, every place my protests will face. Locks of your hair curled like a chain, enslaved to your locks in chain I remain. When with your curls you entertain, your curls will only drive me insane. Strangers do not befriend, else I might be lost in the trend. Let not my rivals on you depend, this makes me sad & will offend. Let your face color & your cheeks blush, your beauty like the rose bud aside brush. Let your stature rise up tall and lush, and the tallest cedars simply crush. Don’t become every room’s candle flame, else my flames of jealousy can’t tame. Don’t treat every person the same, so that you may not forget my name. Don’t become known to all in this town, else I’ll find the ocean & myself drown. Don’t keep me distant with your frown, else I’ll tear to threads my shirt & gown. Have mercy upon me and compassion, else hear the infamy of my passion. Hafiz will embrace your oppression, was freed since enslaved in this fashion.
-Hafiz
Size: 16 X 24
English translation: In a stone wall two windows are imprisoned, Exhausted and lonesome one of them is me and the other is you, The wall is made of black stone; hard & cold, The stone barrier between us has put the stamp of silence on our exhausted lips, We can not survive under the burden of this wall, All the love between you and me has become a tale of the wall, There has always been a distance between your hands and mine, Always with this bitterness our days and nights have passed, There isn’t a long distance between us but even this seems far, The only connection between us is the kind caressing hands of the wind, We are forced to stay captive we will stay captive as long as we live, For us the only way to freedom is death, As soon as we’re free we’ll die, I wish this wall would fall down so that you and me will die together, And in another world we will be able to hold hands and be together, Maybe in that other world the pain of hatred won’t exist in hearts, Maybe in that new world between their windows won’t be any walls.
-Ardalan Sarafraz

Size: 48 X 36
English translation: They should have allowed the ashes of our screams to be spread everywhere, They should have allowed the blossom of our hearts flourish on the branches of a bigger love.
-Ahmad Shamlou