Foto's LiteSide Performance

The show "Har(d/t)slag" that we made for the Lite Side Festival was a big succes. We, 7 musicians from 6 different countries and 1 dancer made a semi-improvised piece, drifting between different melodies and emotions. Our guest of honour was one of Amsterdam's great storytellers: my father Ali-Reza Sahebdivani.

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Pictures were taken by Alborz Sahebdivani

Art installation

Beautiful art installation of pictures and sound recorded in Iran:

Women Soldiers

There's really very little I can say about these pictures, other then that they move me.

Israeli Women Soldiers:

http://www.serialno3817131.com/

Mojahedin

Oscar winning documentary filmmaker James Longley just finished a one hour documentary on the Mojahedin-e Khalq and posted it on his website:

http://www.daylightfactory.com/MEK/

Heavy stuff.

Mother

My mother is one of the strongest women I know. She's had a harder life than most people I know, and has been luckier than a few, and despite all the negative experiences in her life she only sees one thing: how much she has, and how much of that she can share with other people.

Some of the people she sets out to help are people I wouldn't have the patience to deal with. People who are so far gone only someone like my mother sees a way of helping. Some of these people don't particularly like my mother. They don't trust a woman who doesn't live like a traditional Iranian woman. They'd rather sit at home and be bullied by their husbands, children and traditions then to open up to the example of my mother. My dad and I laugh about them, but my mother, while frustrated, perseveres.

Then there's all the young kids my age who come from Spain, Germany, Bulgaria, Italy and dozens of other counties. Having left their mothers at home to study or live in Amsterdam, they've found a mother in mine, and a home in the Mezrab. A place which my mother views as her own home and fills with her warmth.

My mother, Parwin, is currently visiting her family in Iran for the second time in 25 years. For a few short weeks my mother will be a daughter and a sister again.

Here's a clip of her singing in the Mezrab

Mutant Portugese Guitar Art

A little Portugese bird send me these, Mutant Portugese Guitar Art.

There's much truth in them.

Agony of an insect:



Persistence:

The Mighty Tree Has Fallen

A great artist has moved on. Thanks for the heartbreaking songs Šaban! Watch over the wandering tribes from your new home above the clouds.




Šaban Bajramović / 1936 - 2008