Familiar strangers ,
In urban life, we pass by faces every day without ever truly knowing them. In public spaces where the crowd disperses, the unknown can feel familiar, and each exchanged glance can reveal a fragment of a shared story. The city is infused with human emotions, showing how brief encounters can shape our sense of belonging. Each layer carries traces of hope, memories, and invisible bonds that connect us to the places we move through.
Pastel & Collage
50 × 70 cm
Pastel & Collage
50 × 70 cm
We are worn
We are not depressed; we are worn out in a world devoid of meaning, with fat bodies and thin souls.
Pastel, Collage
50 × 70 cm
We are not depressed; we are worn out in a world devoid of meaning, with fat bodies and thin souls.
Pastel, Collage
50 × 70 cm
My Breath
My breath is taken by this city
Break the door of this barrier
Break the door of this magical barrier of time.
Shafiei Kadkani
Pastel & Color pencil
50 × 50 cm
My breath is taken by this city
Break the door of this barrier
Break the door of this magical barrier of time.
Shafiei Kadkani
Pastel & Color pencil
50 × 50 cm
Singing For
Singing
For the feeling of peace
For the sun after endless night
Pastel & Ink
21 × 30 cm
Singing
For the feeling of peace
For the sun after endless night
Pastel & Ink
21 × 30 cm
Growing
Do repeating
Dropping of the petals and bloom
Do repeating
Falling and growing
Manouchehr Atashi
Watercolor& Ink
21 × 30 cm
Do repeating
Dropping of the petals and bloom
Do repeating
Falling and growing
Manouchehr Atashi
Watercolor& Ink
21 × 30 cm
The Girls of the Plain
The girls of the plain!
The girls of Waiting!
The girls of narrow hope
In the boundless plain
And endless wishes
In narrow moods!
Ahmad Shamloo
Collage & Ink
50 × 50 cm
The girls of the plain!
The girls of Waiting!
The girls of narrow hope
In the boundless plain
And endless wishes
In narrow moods!
Ahmad Shamloo
Collage & Ink
50 × 50 cm
For justice
These trees aren't comfortable in less sky
These rocks don't take under foreigners' footsteps
These faces don't take comfort but in the sun
These hearts don't take comfort except in justice.
Yannis Ritso
Pastel & Ink
21 × 30 cm
These trees aren't comfortable in less sky
These rocks don't take under foreigners' footsteps
These faces don't take comfort but in the sun
These hearts don't take comfort except in justice.
Yannis Ritso
Pastel & Ink
21 × 30 cm