Archive for Time
September 17, 2010 at 9:00 PM · Filed under Ancient, Art, Believe, Family, Happiness, Humanity, Life, Love, Peace, Time, Wonders Of Iran ·Tagged Ancient, Art, Believe, Drawing Painting, Esfahan, Family, Happiness, Humanity, Iran, Isfahan, Life, Love, Oil, Oil-Painting, Peace, Time, Watercolor, Wonders Of Iran
WaterColor Painting- Iran - Esfahan
Art is much less important than life, but what a poor life without it; drawing is putting a line around an idea. Most of the artists want to draw something meaningful and some may want to draw something that means something to someone. When an artist wants to draw something they might have self doubts or fear, but artists should believe in themselves and what comes from within them. Some might want to draw emotions of a mother, like the feeling of a mother holding her child for the first time, or the great feeling after helping someone in need or a moment of clarity, something that nobody’s saying it but everybody’s thinking it, something to believe in again. It’s not easy to draw that feeling. But, artists shouldn’t think because they might not great at it then they might ruin it. Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.Like Frederick Franck said: I have learned that what I have not drawn I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle.
Old Times - Iran - WaterColor Painting
“Do not fail, as you go on, to draw something every day, for no matter how little it is, it will be well worthwhile, and it will do you a world of good.” Cennini
WaterColor painting
Aseman Hotel - Isfahan In A Rainy Day - Iran - WaterColor Painting
Most of the paintings are watercolor paintings. All of them are views on Iran, some on old times and some are on present time.
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Oil Painting – Iran – Esfahan
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Old Times in Iran – WaterColor
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August 26, 2010 at 11:28 AM · Filed under Family, Life, Peace, Time ·Tagged Cooking, Dessert, Family, Food, Gathering, Harmony, Society, Time
One of my ways to gather family around and make them happy is cooking! Yesterday I went to the kitchen in the morning around 8 o’clock to make two new desserts and finish about 8 PM, but the result was delicious!
Dessert
I like cooking and making desserts. What motivate me is, my family and their smile and happy faces when they taste a new food or dessert. In our fast-paced society, we don’t get enough time to spend it with our family and we often forget that our relationship with every member of our family needs care and time. We speak in terms of spending quality time with our family because we live in a society where money and many other things have come to rule our lives!
Dessert
Some people like to paint pictures, or do gardening, or build a boat in the basement. Other people get a tremendous pleasure out of the kitchen, because cooking is just as creative and imaginative an activity as drawing, or wood carving, or music.
Dessert
Some people believe when we no longer have good cooking in the world, we will have no literature, nor high and sharp intelligence, nor friendly gatherings, no social harmony!
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April 29, 2010 at 5:40 AM · Filed under Family, Friends, Friendship, Life, Love, Sorrow, Time, Tragedy, Wisdom ·Tagged Farewell, Goodbye, Hello, Move on, Moving Forward
Sometimes I ask myself where is the good in goodbye? Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye? We usually hate goodbyes, and think what we need is more hellos, but I’ve had to say farewell more times than I would have liked, but everyone can say that. No matter how many times we do it, even when it’s for the greater good, it still stings. And though we’ll never forget what we’ve given up, we owe it to ourselves to keep moving forward. What we can’t do is live our lives always afraid of our next goodbye, because chances are they aren’t going to stop. The trick is to recognize when a goodbye can be a good thing, when it’s a chance to start again, however we should always remember that to never part without loving words to think of during your absence; It may be that you will not meet again in this life!
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March 18, 2010 at 7:55 AM · Filed under Dad, Father, Happiness, History, Iran, Life, Patience, Peace, Poetry, Sorrow, Time ·Tagged Dad, Dream, Father, Healer, Iran-Iraq War, Martyr, No War, Pain, Peace, Sacrifice, Sorrow, Time, War
There is nothing more deceptive than a smile. And no one knows this better than the people who hide behind them. Some flash their teeth as a polite warning to their enemies. Some put on beaming faces to keep their tears from falling. Others wear silly grins to mask their fear. But then, there is that rare smile that is actually genuine, it’s the smile of a person who knows his troubles will soon, be over.
When my father was in so much pain, I sat there next to him, holding his hands and kept smiling hiding my tears and fear, to help him forget his pain I read his favourite books Hafez, history of Iran, and books about people like Sattar Khan, Bagher Khan, Amir Kabir, Mosadegh and many other patriots. I was just 8.
I had a dream last night. He was alive and wanted to hug me, I smiled to keep my tears from falling. I told him I’ve missed you so much. Where have you been for so many years? You can come and see me, but how about me? What do I do, when I need you and miss you? Everyday I waited, watching for you to walk through the door. After many years I accepted, you would never return home.
I stopped smiling, and said I can’t pretend and smile, come back home … … … I felt a terrible burn in my heart and that woke me up
Time is not a healer and the pain of losing someone does not end and gets deeper and deeper.
Time is not a healer and the pain of losing someone does not end and gets deeper and deeper.
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