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14C Art Fair-2021

14C Art Fair-2021

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A little while ago, I had the opportunity to sit d A little while ago, I had the opportunity to sit down with my dear friend Oxana for a conversation about motherhood, art, and the emotional journey of becoming both a mother and an artist navigating this new chapter. The interview is part of her beautiful project exploring the experiences of artist mothers, including the challenges of pregnancy, birth, and postpartum.

Looking back, I’m so grateful for this conversation. It gave me space to reflect on my own experience in ways I hadn’t expected, and it continues to stay with me.

It also makes me smile that Elio was with me in the studio that day—a little reminder of how closely my art and motherhood are intertwined.

A heartfelt thank you to Oxana for creating this thoughtful project and for inviting me to be part of it, and to my wonderful friend Natalie for being there and helping make it all happen.

I’m happy to share a little piece of it with you. ❤️
I lived in a dysfunctional family, groups of frien I lived in a dysfunctional family, groups of friends, country, and among dysfunctional region of the world.

Dysfunctional togetherness.

The longing to belong is my story.

The desperate need for loved ones to simply gather around one table and share a meal.

To let kindness flow like a refreshing breeze and wash away all the bitterness.

And failing to experience it, again and again.

I have had loved ones be mean and never see it.

Our need for togetherness is sometimes overwhelming and so strong.

People can be cruel. They can be shortsighted. They can die and leave us all alone.

That’s part of the experience of living for me, and I’m sure for many others.

And that is what I am exploring in my new series: Togetherness.
In this recent body of work, I create reflective s In this recent body of work, I create reflective surfaces over portraits, landscapes, and other imagery. As viewers approach the work, their own reflection becomes layered into the image, blurring the boundary between observer and subject.

I am interested in how our sense of self is shaped through our relationships with others. How much do we need one another to understand who we are? How much does it hurt when the connections we long for are absent, fractured, or unable to hold us in the ways we hope?

The reflective surface invites viewers to see themselves within the work and to consider their own experiences of connection and belonging. It is a reminder that we are never entirely separate from one another; our identities are formed through countless encounters, relationships, and shared moments.

If we are fortunate, we find a few people in our lifetime with whom we can be fully ourselves—people who reflect us back without judgment, people in whose presence we feel seen. Those rare connections can become a place of gathering, a place where we discover and rediscover who we are.

This work is an exploration of that longing: the desire to be recognized, understood, and connected.#painting #jerseycityartist #togetherness #relationship #us
Yesterday at the Salmagundi Club in New York. See Yesterday at the Salmagundi Club in New York.

Seeing the exhibition was inspiring, but the building itself felt like a work of art—filled with paintings, books, stories, and generations of artists who have shaped the history of American representational art.

It was a privilege to spend time in these spaces, to encounter such beautiful work, and to feel connected to a tradition that has meant so much to my own artistic journey.

I’m already looking forward to returning.

#SalmagundiClub #RepresentationalArt #AmericanArt #NYCArt #artistlife
The closest I’ve ever felt to winning the lottery The closest I’ve ever felt to winning the lottery was when I saw that extra line on the pregnancy test.

And now, as you scream,
“مامان، من اینجام”
“I’m here, Mama,”

I feel it all over again.

My sweetest win.

#mybaby
I think mountains awaken something inside of me. L I think mountains awaken something inside of me. Living in a city and seeing a mountain far in the distance changes the way I experience everyday life. It makes me feel connected to something bigger, older, stronger.

There is a mountain in Iran called Mount Damavand. It is part of the Alborz mountain range in the north of Iran. If the weather is good, you can see Damavand from almost anywhere in Tehran. It sits there — tall, strong, quiet — looking over us for thousands of years.

There are so many stories about Damavand, about how heroic that place has been, and how somehow many important changes toward something better for the people of Iran always begin from there. I have always loved those stories, and I have always loved that mountain.

Painting Damavand is a great pleasure for me. It brings up so many emotions. Sometimes I even get tears in my eyes while painting it.

This is a work in progress video from the studio 🤍

#Damavand #iranstories #workinprogress
Creating is scary! One of the strangest and most Creating is scary!

One of the strangest and most beautiful things about being an artist is that you constantly put yourself in situations where you have to be brave.

Sometimes you spend hours, days, or months building something, and then suddenly you feel the need to change it completely. To risk ruining it. To try an idea that might fail. And depending on the material, sometimes there’s no way back.

But I think that’s part of why art feels so alive to me. It asks for courage over and over again. To let go, to trust instinct, to destroy, to rebuild, to not hold too tightly to what already exists.
I made this body of work in the middle of chaos. I made this body of work in the middle of chaos.

Over the past six months, I’ve been building this new series while caring for baby Elio — between breastfeeding, holding him, comforting him, and returning to the studio whenever I could. What emerged from this period became Randomness / Architecture of Resilience: a reflection on change, uncertainty, motherhood, and our attempt to create meaning within unpredictable forces.

Tomorrow my studio at Mana Contemporary will be open from 12–6 PM, and I would truly love for you to come experience the work in person. Your presence, conversations, reflections, and support mean so much 🤍
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Motherhood. A quiet opening into endless possibil Motherhood.

A quiet opening into endless possibilities . 
A soft unraveling of the self.

It makes me vulnerable in ways I never knew— 
so vulnerable that I have to hold tightly to the present moment, 
or else be carried away by the endless noise of the mind.

And suddenly, a forgotten joy returns. 
A joy I had not felt since childhood.

The smallest moments begin to glow with meaning: 
a look, a sound, a tiny hand, the light of an ordinary afternoon. 
Things too simple to describe become unbearably precious.

I move through the world again 
like a child seeing everything for the first time.

And time— 
time no longer stands still. 
It rushes past me, 
as though it had been asleep for centuries before motherhood awakened it.

Sometimes I wish I could pause it all— 
stretch these fleeting moments into something endless, 
even among the exhaustion, the chaos, the nonstop rhythm of care.

Thank you for bringing me back to wonder. 

#mothersdaypost

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