Our Own Room

Sunday: Voices of Women.

Sepideh Behrouzia, artist, tell us about her own room. Thank you 🥰

“I am standing upon a seashore and closing my eyes, being divided between two energies. Wind is touching my skin and sun enlightens my thoughts. Wind is whipping out all we once agreed upon. And the extreme white light shuffled with the blackness of my closed eyes. The ocean is sets into the fire, a crimson intellect, coupled with the pain of the extreme light sensed by the eyes and go deep, deep down to the bone, to the toes, to land my presence on the ground, which is shared with those who once we agreed upon, I feel the shared presence, as do mine. Opening my eyes, I stand alone in front of a blue ocean, as we deemed to see the blue, not silver nor dark wine”.

Sepideh Behrouzian (artist)