Paraava

As a single light feather falls effortlessly and calmly through the green leaves to meet the blue colour of the river passing by, it draws white lines as if painting the essence of memories, telling stories with an eternal tune echoing through the air.

ParAava aspires to bring in and spread out the echoes of the colours known and colours unseen… For a moment when the waves of colour quiver and vibrate concealed shadows within us flying the hidden bird with feathers spread out to paint the waiting dimensions.

This is the art of Neda Dana-Haeri.

Death of Rostam

"The eyes are each a varied glass

Through which the rays of Being are reflected.

The yellow, the crimson, the violet

Reflecting the Sun

Each their own colour."

Jami 15c