Women all around the world are cutting their hair in solidarity for the death of Mahsa Amini (who was killed by the Morality Police because she wasn't wearing her hijab correctly) and the infringement of human rights for all Iranian people. This powerful action symbolizes the sadness and frustration felt by oppressed people around the world. The time is now, the people of the world will not stand for tyranny any longer. We each have our own ways to contribute to this dire cause, and as we do, we help the world heal. If not for each of us doing our part, opportunists in power in most countries will continue to grab power as the peoples’ sovereignty erodes. 

Be the voice of equality.

WOMEN • LIFE • FREEDOM

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A Fading Dream speaks to the transient nature of our inner worlds, where memories, desires, and thoughts slip through our grasp like sand between fingers. The artwork draws us into a liminal space, one where the boundaries of the self are porous, blurred by the flow of time and the fragility of existence. The figure, fragmented and adrift, embodies the way dreams often feel—fleeting and fragmented, with only traces left behind as we awaken. The soft, swirling lines that surround the figure suggest the passage of emotions, like whispers of forgotten moments that linger just beyond reach. 
In this suspended reality, there is both a stillness and a movement, as though the dream itself is being gently erased by the flow of time. This work encourages us to meditate on the delicate balance between holding on and letting go, between form and formlessness. Much like a fading dream, it reminds us of the beauty that exists in the ephemeral, in the fleeting moments that shape our lives, even as they dissolve into the past.

** A fading dream **

Her demands for freedom wasn’t in words , it was a silent protest of living by example.
This illustration is inspired by' Golshifteh Farahani' and her revolutionary story.

5000x5000 px

A warrior's soul

She never looked away. Tears streaming down her cheek, filling the dark places inside with the blood of the mother. Flowers grow here, deep inside her heart. Her eyes wide open, pierce through the veil and fixate on the horizon. She knows where she is going, she knows who she is, she asks not for permission and lives beyond regrets.
Look into her depths, what do you see?

Eye Contact 

It was after all a rainbow thru the storm that gave me peace and the strength to grow when all seemed lost.

After the rain 

It was chaos that
changed me.
A windswept butterfly seeking the sky.
I fell apart inside,
But rose up to greet
the sadness in my heart,
and kiss the me I'd dreamt of being.

Peaces Of Mine

INSOLITUS

In the realm where reason meets the heart's embrace,  
A dance eternal, delicate, a force.  
Emotion's hues paint skies above,  
Logic's compass guides,  
Together pointing the way on.  


Symphony of life 

WOMEN  LIFE  FREEDOM

I see beauty in every single soul.
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this is a hand painted piece touched digitally
3508 x 4961 pixels
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as a deal for the buyer only, you will get the original piece : 
Watercolor painting and use of Gold Leaf on 300gsm paper, size A4.



' Ethiopian Girl '

Foundation

The fairy tales told of her royal birth, her destined path written into the very stars themselves. But in her eyes, you will see the Princess staring into the fires of free will, billowing the flame of freedom. No soul would dare challenge her, legend has it even the Goddess herself asks kindly. And yet, the soft passionate beat of her heart has found its home in his eyes. Together they walk the earth eternal as life dissolves to memory... to myth.

Royal Princess

SuperRare

In the mirror's gaze, she beheld a world askew, where reflections danced in disarray. Amidst the chaos, a secret serpent coiled around her body, awakening as it rose.

dhyana

Oracles

In the depths of being, a mystery resides,
where darkness births the light, as it abides
embrace the universe's order, serene and sure,
where death and birth dance, forever pure

Darkness, our guide, in its silent sway,
reveals the path to light, in night's array
to awaken to truth, one must release,
illusions of self, to find inner peace

The Shadow, misunderstood, holds treasures untold,
rejected fragments of self, waiting to unfold
in its depths lie potential, waiting to ignite,
creativity and wisdom, hidden from sight

No matter the pace, our shadows dance ahead,
a reminder of self, in light and shade spread

Close both eyes to see with the other eye

Genesis minted physical painting 


Size: 24 x 36 Inches 
Medium: Ink & Gold leaf on wood panel

Set yourself free

Physicals

Bare upon the sand, she lies in twilight's grace,  
Water's gentle touch, a lover's soft embrace.  
Eyes turned to the heavens, where day meets the night,  
Seeking life's balance in shadow and light.

Rumi's whispers echo in her soul's quiet quest,  
"In the heart's wild dance, both dark and light find rest."  
In the night, she finds depth, stars' silent refrain,  
In the dawn, she feels warmth, healing every pain.

Good and bad entwine like lovers in a song,  
In each breath of life, both forces belong.  
She welcomes the darkness, she cherishes the gleam,  
In this sacred union, she finds the beautiful Dream.

On the edge of the world, where water meets land,  
She discovers her truth, understands her stand.  
In the dance of the waves, in their rise and their fall,  
She embraces the whole, she embraces it all.

A beautiful Dream  #9/10

A beautiful Dream  #6/10

We are both dark and light, hidden and revealed, bound together in a perpetual dance of duality.

Dance of duality

Fear not the dark,  
for we bloom in the womb before greeting our light.

* Blooming beyond the gloom *

The figure leans inward, as if listening to her own inner voice. Her body, divided, suggests a moment of pause between the physical and the emotional, where the boundaries blur. The flowing hair feels like an extension of thought, a visual stream of consciousness that moves beyond the frame. There’s a quiet tension in the stillness, as if she’s caught in a private dialogue, searching for clarity in the depths of her own reflection. The composition invites us to see the subtle interplay of form, thought, and emotion.

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