We live in a world where every night our dinner could be “our last supper”. We are paying with our lives and the loss of the life of our loved ones, because of the hatred in the heart of the people who think they are controlling the world.

When earthquake strucks or flood washes away everything we love, we tolerate and bear with patience, even though our eyes and heart are filled with tears. But, when we see the death of innocent people in wars or terrorist acts that is not something to be tolerated. There comes a cry, a cry of despair and anger. People walk in groups but artists turn their anger in to a work of art.

If we learn to love, to truly love then we would know how deep it cuts and how deep it hurts when we loose the person we love.

In my works I often use contemporary Iranian poetry “Ahmad Shamloo” and “Forough Farokhzad” and their words of love as a source of inspiration. I want to draw people’s attention in every way to love, to the beauty of caring for every single person, to the beautiful memories existing in the minds of every one of us.