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Call for International  Festival of Environmental Art in Iran- Paradise Art Center

 

 

The Development of Paradise Art Center in Hormoz

 

 

Death, Life and Love: Hormoz Island

 

The Environmental Groups and Lovers of Nature in Sangsar Gallery

 

 

Sangsar Residental Art Center

 

 

 

Earth, Sea, Sun, And Sky
Art in Nature

Barbara Stieff

 

 

Playing With Water:  Journeys Across Hungary, Slovakia, Austria and Turkey

 

 

Journeys To Slovakia

 

A Journeys to Austria

 

 

Environmental Works by  Ahmad Nadalian in Turkey

 

 

Mithra & Anahita Fire & Water: The 32nd Environmental Art Festival - Sangsari- Golezard

 

 

Second Sangsari Festival of Art & Culture & The 32nd Environmental Art Festival  - Gole Zard

 

 

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Art works in South Korea

 

 

The immortal mountain and pure water :  A Journey to China

 

Art works in China

 

 

Salt Sculptures: Collaboration of animals to realize art

 

 

Tempered People : Iron- Sculptures by Ahmad Nadalian

 

 

 

Painted Earth Goddesses: Some Thousands Years Continuation of Tradition

 

The 27th Environmental Art Festival  -  Kotena,  Ghaemshahr - Mazandaran - North of Iran

 

 

The 26th Environmental Art Festival  -  Nishabour- Kalateh Shaykh Hassan

 

 

Artist/Naturalist- Ahmad Nadalian
John Caddy

 

 

The Museum of Environmental Art

 

About Kaniz

 

 

Home of Hassan: New residential Art Center

 

The Museum of Environmental Art

 

About Kaniz

 

 

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24th Environmental Art Festival - Thirsty Lake of Uromieh

 

 

Persian Gulf Residential Art Center in Hormoz Island

 

 

The Magic of Colors and Memory of Objects 25th Festival of Environmental Art in Iran- Hormoz Island Persian Gulf

 

 

 

My Art works in Hormoz Island

 

 

Environmental Art Festivals

 

Works in Paris

 

  

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Works in China

 

 

Persian Gulf Residential Art Center in Hormoz Island

 

 

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My Art works in Hormoz Island

 

Environmental Art Festivals

 

 

Persian Gulf Residential Art Center in Hormoz Island

 

 

The Magic of Colors and Memory of Objects 25th Festival of Environmental Art in Iran- Hormoz Island Persian Gulf

 

 

 

My Art works in Hormoz Island

 

 

Environmental Art Festivals

 

Call for International Environmental Art Festival

 

 

Persian Gulf Residential Art Center in Hormoz Island

 

 

The Magic of Colors and Memory of Objects 25th Festival of Environmental Art in Iran- Hormoz Island Persian Gulf

 

 

 

Environmental Art Festivals

 

 

Persian Gulf Residential Art Center in Hormoz Island

 

 

 



Misery
and Happiness:
The Story of Dolls in my Doll_House

Ahmad Nadalian

 

 

 

Those who visit my room in Hormoz residential art center, usually see many dolls around my bed.  

 

Often people ask me why I would have them there.

 

 

One of them named Kanizo or Little Kaniz.

When I am away, she sleeps on my bed.

 

 

I found this old doll in a neighbour's house. It belonged to a little girl.

 

 

One day I went to Bandar Abbass ( a port city which is the capital of Hormozgan province), I bought a new doll to exchange with girl's old doll.

I gave her the new doll and she gave me her old doll. You can imagine the reaction of people on the Island and what they could think of my action. They are always skeptical and say that I am crazy. But Hassan Daryapyma, the so called wise resident of the Island, thinks everything I touch transforms to gold!

 

 

 

We use this doll for theatrical performances for children. I involve children and in the play we focus on dangers of addiction and drugs.

 

 

 

In many cases, Mohsen, whose father is an addict, tells the story of this doll.

 

I continue to exchange dolls.

 

One day I went to Bandar Abbass to buy more dolls.

I saw a doll that that had only one leg. The seller said that the box of dolls comes from China. In each box he usually finds few dolls that are missing a part or are imperfect. Nobody would buy these dolls. I bought the doll.

Now this doll lives in our home.

 

 

 

Childish drawings and female patterns decorates the space that dolls live in.

 

 

I have other dolls. This doll belonged to a girl who has no birth certificate. So she cannot study in school. Her father had disappeared. He is an addict.

 

 

A girl named Ayda played with this doll. Ayda and her pregnant mother were sent to prison.

 

 

 

I found this doll in garbage and I ask a woman in Hormoz to wash it.

 

Now she lives in our home.

 

My work always didn't project sadness. When I was student I made many drawing showing children.

 

 

 

In my work, fetus has a mythological meaning and shows birth of Mithra, Goddess of light.

 

I demonstrate the love between mother and child.

 

In the past few years I have found many dolls. They are everywhere. For me they are a metaphor for neglected children.

 

 

 

 This fetus needed life and mother In Vali Asr street in Tehran, I carved this fetus in my performance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I showed children wounds who died before birth and children who suffer as a result of poverty.

 

 

She speaks with her eyes.

 

 

And she ask everything.

 

 

 

I found this doll in the street of Hormoz.

 

 

I asked Kaniz to clean the doll and dress her in local traditional cloths.

 

 

 

 

 

Now the doll lives in our home.

 

 

 

Sometimes children borrow dolls from our doll house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

These dolls can represent girls who suffer.

 

 

 

Many of them will die.

 

I usually collect old dolls and restore them.

 

 These boys didn't notice the beautiful doll.

 

 

She could be a small bride.

 

 

 

 

It was time for purifying.

 

 

She swims like one of my fishes.

 

 

 

 

 

Now she is clean and lovely.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you know that we live in a world that so many little girls or dolls are denied?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

These dolls were owned by poor families and sometimes rich.

 

But now all of them are useless.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I want to host them in my Doll House.

One day a little girl like our mother will sing lullabies for them.

 

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