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Parviz
And
Elmira
Roozbeh
Dreams
in
Paris-Tehran
No
matter
whether
I
was
crying
or
smiling,
whether
I
was
being
bitter
or
sweet,
she
starred
at
me
with
an
emotional
and
uncritical
look.
She
neither
got
distressed
when
I
cried
nor
blushed
when
I
laughed.
She
was
always
a
companion,
even
if I
closed
her
eyes.
I
hugged
her
without
getting
embarrassed,
without
being
ashamed
of
being
a
boy.
Years
passed
by,
and
she
was
sitting
in
my
workshop,
silent
and
still.
When
she
eventually
found
her
way
into
my
art
work,
she
was
nothing
but
a
metaphor
of
the
contemporary
human
being.
Until
one
day,
I
saw
her
drawn
and
miserable
in
the
evidently
happy
and
colorful
works
of
Parviz
Roozbeh.
Sometimes
she
looked
delighted
and
other
times
depressed,
sometimes
she
laughed
and
some
other
times
wore
the
veil
of
anxiety.
The
doll!
The
presence
of
childhood
in
Parviz
Roozbeh’s
works,
is
not
a
hectic
representation
of
nostalgia!
He
does
not
talk
about
gone
pleasures.
He
portrays
his
perceptions
from
each
moment,
in
various
parts
of
his
works
and
in
the
best
way
possible.
Sometimes
the
child
worlds
he
creates,
are
like
poems
that
arise
from
the
solitude
of a
man
for
whom
seeing
her
only
daughter
being
away,
sounds
painful
and
sometimes
his
worries
fall
into
the
naughty
hands
of
dolls
that
are
years
distant
from
his
fatherly
patience.
He
is
the
initiator
of a
path
that
his
only
daughter
Elmira
has
continued
with
her
strong
passion
for
child
world
and
games.
Bitter
worlds
that
are
sometimes
only
a
window
which
is
not
available
to
children
in
need,
and
sometimes
only
suffice
to
torture
the
hanged
dolls
from
the
wall.
Dolls
that
are
valuable
and
unreachable,
yet
poor
and
deprived.
Colors
that
are
brimmed
with
hope
and
the
passion
of
life,
but
are
waiting,
motionless
and
frozen.
Anticipation…,
the
most
amorous
function
of a
man,
that
Elmira
leaves
to
the
hands
of
her
mute
dolls.
What
is
abounding
in
the
works
of
these
two
artists
is
the
unique
honesty
that
we
have
mostly
forgotten
in
our
art
works.
The
atmosphere
which
represents
our
true
selves,
is
mostly
vanished
under
the
mask
of
our
semblance
and
slogans.
But
in
Elmira
–Roozbeh’s
self
portraits,
the
sincere
desires
of a
painter
can
be
counted
one
by
one,
and
where
Elmira
becomes
the
subject
of
her
father’s
paintings,
the
broken
worried
ambience
he
creates
around
Elmira’s
bitter
smile,
is
worth
thinking
about.
No
doubt
that
the
genuine
voice
of
these
two
painters,
tingles
on
any
wall.
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