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مهم نبود که گریان باشم یا خنده رو.تلخ یا شیرین باشم.با احساس و بی قضاوت نگاهم میکرد.از گریه ام پریشان نمیشد و با قهقهه هایم گونه هایش گل نمی انداخت .همیشه همدم بود حتی اگر چشمانش را میبستم.بی خجالت در آغوشش میگرفتم بی آنکه سرم از پسر بودنم زنگ بزند.سال ها گذشتند و خاموش همچون طبیعتی بی جان در فضای کارگاهم مینشست.آن دم که به اثرم راه جست،چیزی به جز استعاره ای از انسان معاصر نبود.تا روزی که تکیده و مغموم در آثار به ظاهر شاد و پر رنگ و لعاب پرویز روزبه دیدمش.گاه شاد بود و گاه مثله شد،گاه میخندیدو گاه نقاب خشم به رو داشت.عروسک!
حضور کودکی در آثار پرویز روزبه،هیاهوی حضور نوستالژی نیست !او از شادی های بر باد رفته سخن نمیگوید.او دریافت های هر آن خود را به بهترین راه ممکن در ساحات مختلف آثارش ترسیم میکند.گاه کودکی ها،شاعرانه های خلوت مردیست که دوری تنها دخترش را تلخ میبیند و گاه دلهره هایش به دستان بازیگوش عروسک هایی می افتند که سالها با صبوری های پدرانه اش فاصله دارند.او آغاز گر راه پر صداقتی ست که یگانه دخترش المیرا، با عشق سرشارش به دنیای کودکی و بازی،ادامه داده است.کودکانه های تلخی که گاه ویترینی دور از دسترس کودکان محتاجند و گاه به شکنجه ی عروسک های آویخته از دیوار بسنده می کنند. عروسک هایی که اغلب همانقدر که قیمتی و دست نیافتنی اند،محرومند.رنگ های سرشار از امید و شور زندگی که بی حرکت و منجمد به انتظار نشسته اند.انتظار...عاشقانه ترین عملکرد یک انسان که المیرا آن را به دست عروسکان بی زبانش میسپارد.
آن چیز که در آثار پر احساس این دو نقاش موج میزند،صداقت بی همتاییست که اغلب در آثار هنری مان از یاد میبریم.حال و هوایی که بیانگر حقیقت ماست،اغلب در تظاهر و شعارهایمان گم میشود.اما در سلف پرتره های المیرا روزبه ،خواسته های صادقانه ی نقاش،یک به یک بر شمردنی اند و آنجا که المیرا سوژه ی نقاشی های پدر میشود فضای شکسته ی دل نگران پدر در اطراف خنده ی تلخ المیرا، تامل بر انگیز است.صدای صادق این دو نقاش،بی شک بر هر دیواری طنین انداز است.
احمد مرشدلو
Dreams in Paris-Tehran
No matter whether I was crying or smiling, whether I was being bitter or sweet, she starred at me with an emotional and uncritical look. She neither got distressed when I cried nor blushed when I laughed. She was always a companion, even if I closed her eyes. I hugged her without getting embarrassed, without being ashamed of being a boy. Years passed by, and she was sitting in my workshop, silent and still. When she eventually found her way into my art work, she was nothing but a metaphor of the contemporary human being. Until one day, I saw her drawn and miserable in the evidently happy and colorful works of Parviz Roozbeh. Sometimes she looked delighted and other times depressed, sometimes she laughed and some other times wore the veil of anxiety. The doll!
The presence of childhood in Parviz Roozbeh’s works, is not a hectic representation of nostalgia! He does not talk about gone pleasures. He portrays his perceptions from each moment, in various parts of his works and in the best way possible. Sometimes the child worlds he creates, are like poems that arise from the solitude of a man for whom seeing her only daughter being away, sounds painful and sometimes his worries fall into the naughty hands of dolls that are years distant from his fatherly patience. He is the initiator of a path that his only daughter Elmira has continued with her strong passion for child world and games. Bitter worlds that are sometimes only a window which is not available to children in need, and sometimes only suffice to torture the hanged dolls from the wall. Dolls that are valuable and unreachable, yet poor and deprived. Colors that are brimmed with hope and the passion of life, but are waiting, motionless and frozen. Anticipation…, the most amorous function of a man, that Elmira leaves to the hands of her mute dolls.
What is abounding in the works of these two artists is the unique honesty that we have mostly forgotten in our art works. The atmosphere which represents our true selves, is mostly vanished under the mask of our semblance and slogans. But in Elmira –Roozbeh’s self portraits, the sincere desires of a painter can be counted one by one, and where Elmira becomes the subject of her father’s paintings, the broken worried ambience he creates around Elmira’s bitter smile, is worth thinking about. No doubt that the genuine voice of these two painters, tingles on any wall.
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Overview and HistoryTehran is the capital of Iran and the largest city in the Middle East, with a population of fifteen million people living under the peaks of the Alborz mountain range.Although archaeological evidence places human activity around Tehran back into the years 6000BC, the city was not mentioned in any writings until much later, in the thirteenth century. It's a relatively new city by Iranian standards.But Tehran was a well-known village in the ninth century. It grew rapidly when its neighboring city, Rhages, was destroyed by Mongolian raiders. Many people fled to Tehran.In the seventeenth century Tehran became home to the rulers of the Safavid Dynasty. This is the period when the wall around the city was first constructed. Tehran became the capital of Iran in 1795 and amazingly fast growth followed over the next two hundred years.The recent history of Tehran saw construction of apartment complexes and wide avenues in place of the old Persian gardens, to the detriment of the city's cultural history.The city at present is laid out in two general parts. Northern Tehran is more cosmopolitan and expensive, southern Tehran is cheaper and gets the name "downtown."Getting ThereMehrabad airport is the original one which is currently in the process of being replaced by Imam Khomeini International Airport. The new one is farther away from the city but it now receives all the international traffic, so allow an extra hour to get there or back.TransportationTehran driving can be a wild free-for-all like some South American cities, so get ready for shared taxis, confusing bus routes and a brand new shiny metro system to make it all better. To be fair, there is a great highway system here.The metro has four lines, tickets cost 2000IR, and they have segregated cars. The women-only carriages are the last two at the end, FYI.Taxis come in two flavors, shared and private. Private taxis are more expensive but easier to manage for the visiting traveler. Tehran has a mean rush hour starting at seven AM and lasting until 8PM in its evening version. Solution? Motorcycle taxis! They cut through the traffic and any spare nerves you might have left.People and CultureMore than sixty percent of Tehranis were born outside of the city, making it as ethnically and linguistically diverse as the country itself. Tehran is the most secular and liberal city in Iran and as such it attracts students from all over the country.Things to do, RecommendationsTake the metro to the Tehran Bazaar at the stop "Panzda Gordad". There you can find anything and everything -- shoes, clothes, food, gold, machines and more. Just for the sight of it alone you should take a trip there.If you like being outside, go to Darband and drink tea in a traditional setting. Tehranis love a good picnic and there are plenty of parks to enjoy. Try Mellat park on a friday (fridays are public holidays), or maybe Park Daneshjou, Saaii or Jamshidieh.Remember to go upstairs and have a look around, always always always! The Azadi Tower should fit the bill; it was constructed to commemorate the 2500th anniversary of the Persian Empire.Tehran is also full of museums such as:the Contemporary Art Museumthe Abghine Musuem (glass works)the 19th century Golestan Royal Palace museumthe museum of carpets (!!!)Reza Abbasi Museum of extraordinary miniaturesand most stunning of all,the Crown Jewels Museum which holds the largest pink diamond in the world and many other jaw-dropping jewels.Text by Steve Smith.
