Chandra Bhattacharya Portrait Paintings

Acrylic paint on canvas Signed Unique work Antoine Néron-Bancel is a young French artist of brazilian origins. After studying literature in France, he graduated from The Nîmes Schoo...

Acrylic paint on canvas Unique work Hand-signed lower right by the artist Joanna Flatau was born in Varsaw, Poland. She graduated from Varsaw History of Arts University and from th...

Acrylic paint on canvas Signed lower right

Acrylic paint on canvas Signed Unique work Antoine Néron-Bancel is a young French artist of brazilian origins. After studying literature in France, he graduated from The Nîmes Schoo...

Acrylic paint on canvas Hand-signed lower right by the artist THE IMAGINARY LAND OF ZAHRA ZEINALI “Over time Zahra Zeinali develops her universe, which evolves slowly according to ...

Acrylic paint on canvas Hand-signed lower right by the artist THE IMAGINARY LAND OF ZAHRA ZEINALI “Over time Zahra Zeinali develops her universe, which evolves slowly according to ...

Acrylic paint on canvas Hand-signed lower right by the artist THE IMAGINARY LAND OF ZAHRA ZEINALI “Over time Zahra Zeinali develops her universe, which evolves slowly according to ...

Acrylic paint on canvas Hand-signed lower right by the artist THE IMAGINARY LAND OF ZAHRA ZEINALI “Over time Zahra Zeinali develops her universe, which evolves slowly according to ...

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Acrylic paint on canvas Hand-signed Unique work THE THOUSAND AND ONE NIGHTS OF MOHAMMAD ARIYAEI " Gentleness and oriental wisdom follow the supercharged bubbling to which we were accustomed from the previous deliberately art brut exhibition by Mohammad ARIYAEI. The Iranian painter's imagination moves serenely from the wildest frenzy to the meditative calm of great, fabulous stories. The artist then took pleasure in pouring the volcanic torrent of his barbaric figures onto the delicate latticework with which he is accustomed to lining his backgrounds with the patience of an illuminating monk. Already sweetness and paroxysm coexisted. Now gentleness wins. The trained imagination of the painter, yet spontaneously bubbling, by instinct as much as by erudition, has no difficulty in reconnecting with the abundant oriental tradition of the thousand and one nights, which, like a long underground river, resurfaces at the light of his painting. Spring renewal of traditions still alive. Systematic filling of space, a sort of oriental version of the Riches Heures...

Acrylic paint on canvas Signed on the back Zahra ZEINALI was born in 1975 in Tehran, Iran. From 2001 to 2004, she studied Fine arts at the Art and Architecture University in Tehran. At the same time, she taught visual arts to children during 15 years. Passionate about photography, she trained in photography in 2007 at the House of Photography in Tehran. In 2012, she moved to France. Confronted with her new life, her vision of the world changed. Since 2020, she has resumed training in photography at the EFET School in Paris. Zahra ZEINALI The Doll’s House “What can a true artistic temperament aspire to after a youth spent in Iran today? To flee the hassles, prejudices, restrictions, to open wide a window of freedom rich in potentialities that were believed for a long time inaccessible. Zahra Zeinali became a visual arts teacher for fifteen years. Her pupils are 6 to 12 years old. Drawing, sculpture, painting, model design, she taught them a great diversity of techniques, but above all to think and design freely by themselves, in an atmosphere of joyful creative disorder which, surprisingly, is tolerated by a careful hierarchy. Then she studied four years at the University of Art and Architecture in Tehran. When she arrived in France, after a brief abstract period inspired by the rhythms of nature, it was at the time of the Charlie Hebdo and Bataclan attacks, which marked her deeply, to the point of lastingly darkening the ideal of emancipation and autonomy that she had projected on her stay in Paris. "There is no paradise on earth" she concluded with a melancholy smile. An old doll, bought for 1 euro in a storage room, triggers a click in her. The bitter imprint left by the Iranian confinement, the memory of her fifteen years of teaching visual arts to children, the loneliness of her Parisian exile, all this sentimental nebula found a plastic metaphor in the image of the doll. This is what these delicate earthenware faces evoke, often abused, abandoned, the childish innocence of their ingenuous gazes, a sort of strange absence from the world of the living, as if their attenuated life took place behind the mystery of a theater curtain...

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