{"id":4601,"date":"2021-07-11T17:31:07","date_gmt":"2021-07-11T14:01:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/samiegallery.ir\/en\/?p=4601"},"modified":"2023-09-02T17:56:04","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T14:26:04","slug":"article-by-marjan-samie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samiegallery.ir\/en\/article-by-marjan-samie\/","title":{"rendered":"Luxury Splash of Art"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/s19.picofile.com\/file\/8438007318\/Luxury_Splash_of_Art_Saqi.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Welcome to my page, where I share my articles from Luxury Splash of Art Magazine and website. I am an artist who discovered a new passion for writing and had the honor of working with great writers like Edward Kiersh in 2021. Luxury Splash of Art Magazine is a wonderful magazine that celebrates the art world with beauty and passion. You can read my articles and learn about the most inspiring artists, events, and trends on their website.<\/p>\n<p>Enjoy the visit to this lovely website.<\/p>\n<p>Sincerely,<\/p>\n<p><img src=\"https:\/\/s19.picofile.com\/file\/8437954400\/MarjSigtn.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><img src=\"https:\/\/s20.picofile.com\/file\/8441917400\/Red_as_a_shade_of_Suffocation.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><strong><i><span style=\"color: black;\">Red as a Shade of Suffocation<\/span><\/i><\/strong><em><span style=\"color: black;\">,\u00a0<\/span><\/em> March 17, <span style=\"color: #333333;\">2021<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\">By LSA- Luxury Splash of Art<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #333333;\">As much as Red can be a reminder of the sweet taste and aroma of red apples at parties, it can also be a reminder of Suffocation! \u2018I felt this suffocation when I stood under a plastic canopy at the local fish market in the 45 degree summer heat&#8230;<\/span><span style=\"color: #808080;\"> <a href=\"https:\/\/luxurysplashofart.com\/red-as-a-shade-of-suffocation\/\">READ MORE<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"https:\/\/s19.picofile.com\/file\/8437948018\/Suroosh_and_Daena.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><strong><i><span style=\"color: black;\">Suroosh and Daena<\/span><\/i><\/strong><em><span style=\"color: black;\">, <\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: black;\">August 10,<\/span>\u00a0<span style=\"color: #333333;\">2021<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\">Published in Issue, no6, May-June<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\">Based on My Dreams and Photography Collection<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #333333;\">They are locked, dark reminders of the past. In time the past will return, there will be less blurriness, far more clarity. We will be able to look inside, be less out of touch with reality.\u00a0But that is the future, for now a toxic cloud has settled over southern Iran\u2013and its doors. Laughter is now silenced. Exploring is limited, thwarted by fears, the threat of war, and the irrationalities of Covid-19.The grayness has left only a surreal sense of uncertainty. What awaits behind those weighty, padlocked doors in the streets of Rasht. Until the locks are opened, mysteries abound. All is abstract, much like ourselves. We have inner dialogues, reflections. But life is in shaky upheaval during this ZOOM interruption. Lives are distorted, fragmented by the lack of face to face messaging&#8230;<\/span><span style=\"color: #808080;\"> <a href=\"https:\/\/luxurysplashofart.com\/suroosh-and-daena-by-marjan-samie\/\">READ MORE<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"https:\/\/s18.picofile.com\/file\/8437947992\/Embroidered_in_the_Past.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><strong><i><span style=\"color: black;\">Embroidered in the Past<\/span><\/i><\/strong><em><span style=\"color: black;\">,\u00a0<\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: black;\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"> July 6,<\/span><\/span> <span style=\"color: #333333;\">2021<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\">Cover Photo By Fatemeh Salehi Sheijani<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p>As the sun set, and a hush descended on Bandar Kong, the women in their rose-colored dresses made last minute preparations for <em>Hana Bandan<\/em>. It was \u201cHenna Night,\u201d and each decoration marking this festive \u201cnew beginning,\u201d the bliss of marriage, had to be meticulously arranged throughout the house. Wearing an exquisite, embroidered dress, a green one to symbolize the heavenly fruits of paradise, the bride finally appeared. A hopeful smile on her face, she was ready for this night, and&#8230; <a href=\"https:\/\/luxurysplashofart.com\/embroidered-in-the-past-by-marjan-samie\/\">READ MORE<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>More:<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><strong><i><span style=\"color: black;\">Love Underground<\/span><\/i><\/strong><em><span style=\"color: black;\">,\u00a0<\/span><\/em> <span style=\"color: #333333;\">July 20, 2021<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span class=\"\">Deep in the darkness of the Katale Khor cave, the spirits hovered over me, sharing their secrets.\u00a0<\/span><span class=\"\">Was I ready to open my heart, look into myself, and allow these phantoms to lead me to what I greatly desired? <\/span><span style=\"color: black;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/luxurysplashofart.com\/love-underground-by-marjan-samie\/\">READ MORE<\/a><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><strong><i><span style=\"color: black;\">Time, A Chair and <em>Other Musings of my Country<\/em><\/span><\/i><\/strong><em><span style=\"color: black;\">, <\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: #333333;\">30 October,2021<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0in; margin-bottom: .0001pt;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span class=\"\">As Time moves forward, tick, tock, tick, tock\u2026eternity vibrates through space, mysterious and scattered like the dust on old books.\u00a0<\/span><span class=\"\">We are bedeviled. What to make of this notion, Time and its philosophical adjustments. Do we dare take the journey into the essence of Time, and how it consumed Salvador Dali in his melting clocks?\u00a0<\/span><span class=\"\">Jorge Luis Borges struggled mightily with his readings of the eternal, how the seconds count down, somehow combining the past and the present. He was obsessed by mysteries, labyrinths of the mind, its hidden recesses, and went to ancient books in divine libraries. He could only smell old tobacco aromas, decaying books, and crumbling manuscripts\u2013those that contained wisdom.<\/span>\u00a0<span class=\"\">All is still silent. Even the laughter on lips\u00a0 as we sleep, the hours passing by, life unwinding, and taking its lost dances. More seconds hurtle by\u2026the clock is powerful&#8230;<\/span><span class=\"\">\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/luxurysplashofart.com\/time-a-chair-and-other-musings-from-my-country\/\">READ MORE<\/a>\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #808080;\">*For further information, please get in touch wi<span style=\"color: #999999;\">th me on Insta<\/span>gram or Telegram.<\/span> <a href=\"http:\/\/instagram.com\/samie_gallery\">Instagram<\/a>\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/t.me\/Marjan_Samie\"> Telegram<\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #008080;\">More on <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/Samiegallery_comicstrip\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/s18.picofile.com\/file\/8438294926\/Instagram_Green.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"50\" height=\"50\" \/><\/a> <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Welcome to my page, where I share my articles from Luxury Splash of Art Magazine and website. 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