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Farhad Azarin

I promised myself not to get caught up in poetics and sentimentality when I was writing part of the introduction to Vahid Mohammadi's book, but it seemed I failed. Perhaps it is because over the past eight years when we have been friends and collaborators I have been closer to his works than he himself even ...

Mehdi Chitsazha

Writing about Vahid Mohammadi's art is both easy and difficult. As a close friend, I have followed his oeuvre since early experiences of college to this day, witnessing his success and failure which gives me a clear idea of his path to be an artist, while I find it dffficult to judge his achievements free of any presumptions. This therefore, is a note from a friend's perspective and not a critic (which I am not in fact)...

Shahrouz Nazari

Mitra the bearer of light: with a torch in his hand guiding the seekers out of darkness towards light. This is an Irano-Roman image 3 which for centuries was the symbol of salvation and whenever there was a notion of light in painting religious faith is mentioned and even when we think of the religious painters of the twentieth century, unconsciously we remember the ones who painted light. Newman, Rothko, Stella...

Siamak Delzendeh

Writing about a young artist is not easy, and what makes it even more difficult is the fact that his main body of work is consisted of Abstract paintings; this sort of writing involves a unique approach. While sometimes the works are analyzed through thelens of historical progress of form and visual language, the other times critics are bound to use words as in a poem in order to express their thoughts...

Vahid Mohammadi

The works of great painters excite me and poets and musicians make me extremely jealous. The visual world has opened doors to me and mingling among the light and colour delights me. Facing "beauty and perfection" first happened through the "Notes from Underground" by Dostoyevsky. "Beauty and Perfection" became a mystery to me and discovering and solving them was like an alchemist's struggle...