It is often said that the power of poetry, or of music, or of a beautiful painting can transcend the power of the gun, the cynic, or the senselessness of the unbeliever. In these precocious times, when civilization hangs in the balance of fickle desires, and love can vanish like a thief in the night, the proverbial artist returns to her craft and the lover to his mandolin. It is not true that the moon shall continue to rise night after night. Or that the Earth shall persist through the ages.
There is a time and place for all things, and even the moon and sun shall one day cease. My art seeks to capture the timelessness and the fickleness of our world, and to tap into the energy field that manifests itself in every one of us and in the trees and dollops of honey we put on our morning biscuits. From the universal to the mundane, from the sacrosanct to the profane; musica del acqua, e mio sogno.
Thank you for visiting my small corner of the universe.
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Tannaz Hosseini LahijiArtist
