Art Corner
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Hello beautiful human,
Thanks for coming and spending time with me here, in my art corner.
Every piece of my art has a story. Here is how my book has started:
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Life is beautiful, but sometimes it's impossible to see it.
I was thirteen when I realized that I couldn't live with myself anymore. I was the last child of an educated and modern family in Tehran. Everything seemed perfect on the outside, but in the inside, I had been broken.
At a very young age, I was sexually abused. On that time, I didn't know the meaning of what's happening to me.
When I found out a few years later, I felt that part of me has died. I became a shadow, afraid to be seen.
Through art, I found an inner strength that I didn't know I had.
I tell stories without words, through colors, shapes, and moves.
I see the power of resilience and kindness through dance and color. Everything that has happened in my childhood that could have turned me numb or heartless have set my heart more compassionate and open. As if every pain, has made my heart even stronger to love what is, not what it could be.
It all was part of my journey to get here, where I am, now, maybe to remind who reads this: You are beautiful, no matter what has happened and what will happen.
Wake up, find who you are.
Love,
Sahar
THE EYES
I couldn't tell my mom what has happened. I was afraid of her reaction. I was hoping that one day, she would hear what my eyes constantly was narrating.
I can say many words about a feeling of not being heard and the need to be saved, but none of them is as accurate as this painting's eyes.
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Before she gets a chance to be seen, everything else is meaningless for her. That's why, in this piece, other than her facial expression, everything else is vague.
I've noticed that look many times in other's people eyes. They might seem angry, selfish, or stubborn, but what I see when they look at my eyes is: I'm in pain, I even don't know how to deal with myself.
I don't say anything, but with my actions, I do what makes them feel safe and heard. How fast their mood changes is just like a miracle. An angry, stubborn man can turn to a fragile and sad human being that only needed to be heard.
Don't be the judge
Be the mother
Love,
Sahar
NO NAME
Trying, suffering, looking to find us in your heart
What an illusion
We are you
And you are us
We are you, with unlimited power.
You, in your current state of consciousness,
you have no choice but to let all go.
Only then, you’ll become one with us
No name, no gender, no agenda
Work happens, projects happen, help happens
With our hands
Through you
Because you’re empty of yourself
You are the best mirror for people to see what they have been looking for,
Themselves
Be empty
No name, no gender, no past, no desire, no agenda
Die before the death
Only then, you can be a mirror of us.
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