MarzbanNameh

Four from twelve images I made (in one-page format) for this book, MarzbanNameh.

I've tried to make them in a primitive mood and do some old kind of drawing which being used in black and white Persian Lithography.

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Sister!

Her name is sister;
hard to comprehend,
absolutely unsustainable,
but good to draw, and always ready to be the model.

Mum Sleeping

Old drawing of my mum sleeping (again)!
I guess I missed doing mono-print a lot but feel lazy to do new ones.

Destruction

Harmonica

Etudes and designs for the package of Chromatic Harmonica Visual Trainings, with Narineh co.
And these are the ones (after all changes), which went to publish last year.

Rostamnāmeh

From 52 frames illustrated for the book Rostamnāmeh.

Birds

Exotic

Rostam goes inside him and fights the tiger.

Beheaded

Family Trip

Heat?

Did you ever see the shapes are melting in their own?

Death

 





















Remember Amadeus, the film? Who doesn't?

At the last section of the film, Mozart is ordered to make an opus for a man in black who has no face. He comes, gives him coins and wants him to do a great job, a requiem mass. The man has an appearance as Don Giovanni in IL dissoluto punito, ossia IL Don Giovanni.

The man believes Mozart’s Don Giovanni is a visualization of Mozart’s father because Don is tough, strong, wrathful, fierce and dressed in black.

So the man wears like Don Giovanni to be known as the soul of Mozart’s dead father to our lunatic composer and through his unaware eyes. Mozart writes his own requiem mass, and dies in loneliness and fever.

And my collage; It’s a handmade collage made from my Amadeus DVD cover and a picture of an old Persian painting. This is my view of death; an irreversible invitation of a man in black, standing at the gate.

Bob Dylan has a song which in, there is a man with the long black coat who for me is the death itself. All of it makes me full of anguishes; People don't live or die, people just float. She went with the man in the long black coat.

Book Of Park

So High Above The Wall...

Book Of Park

Book Of Park

Khorramshahr, The Desolated Seaport

After 30 years, and passed across 8 years of war, Khorramshahr still seems kind of isolated, unexpectedly not even half-recovered of the ruin and is grappling with poverty, unemployment and lack of public welfare which is very needed. Today, 24 may is the day of liberation but city is not benefited of victory as much it should be.

Chez Tailleur