Rose a hand slim and green
Seeking peace to cool the burning flesh
Rose a gun quick and clean
Painted in red her shivering hand
The Story of Iran
And so goes the story of Iran, a fabled culture, a muddled country with people lost not knowing which way to turn. Perhaps it is its location right in between the lines that stop being east or west on the face of the earth. Iran doesn’t know where its loyalties lie, to the west from where its significance arose or tot he east whose treasures open at its gate. The story of Iran leaves us befuddled thus and it is yet to unfold completely.
Though Iran wasn’t always the piece of mess that it now seems to have made itself. The juxtaposition of two varied cultures has had a hue impact on Iran’s own culture and reflects variedly in its various art forms. From the beautiful scripts of Persian, to its music and fine arts to most importantly its architecture. Read More
A 100 Million Dollar Word
Poetry and paintings, distinct siblings they seem at times. A poem paints a picture with the words it carries while a sketch tells a thousand stories within the folds of its canvas. ”Painting is silent poetry, and poetry painting that speaks,” said Simonides they say half a milieu before Christ. Yet much like a lot of other things in life visual art has always grabbed the larger attention of the masses and undeniably a lot more worthy of collection compared to their wordy brother.
So you won’t find no poem bought for one hundred of a million dollars, but paintings you do. Of course the artists, the ones whose hands and their hearts before that who gave birth to them don’t live long enough to see their art scale these peaks. The art though on the doth take them into folklore.
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