BIRDZ ها

Peace?

2011-03-22T15:32:00.002-07:00

My father smashed my gun into p i e c e s...
He was against the violence...I suppose.

Street art and photography : Malachi
Article: Mehdi Naghdi

بچه و بابا در اتوبوس

2011-03-15T08:45:00.000-07:00

+بابا یه چیزی بگم نارحت نمی شی؟

-نه بابا بگو

+این بالاخره اتوبوسه یا بی ام و؟

کرَجی کشانِ ولگا*

2011-03-07T04:23:00.000-08:00

سپید...

سیاه...
سپید...
سیاه...

کارِ من این شده است،
کنار خط های منقطعِ خیابان بنویسم:"از اینجا ببرید" ...ه
شاید کودکی پیدا شود، با قیچی سَرگِردَش، قایقی با بادبان سیاه بسازد...

رنگِ باد زود فراموشم می شود...

کرَجی کشانِ ولگا*

photo by: katherine Nevinsky

לעזאזל הציונות

2010-07-09T13:50:00.000-07:00

Girl…

An Unidentified Flying Object flying low with undistinguishable colors…

Attracting things she says she doesn’t like,

Doing things she says she won’t do,

Picking up a boy to analyze what has underneath, to be immune against…

what a hell...

smell of kiss

2010-07-01T09:40:00.000-07:00

بوی تو می آید،

بی عنان سر می گردد...

دیگری بوی تو را دزدیده است....همانند وجودت، که سال هاست ...

by:

Mehdi Naghdi &street queen

راه

2010-06-20T03:43:00.000-07:00

در انتهای خاک ...
می بود، ای کاش...
خانه ای که در انتهای جدایی ساخته ای...ه

art by:ralucsernatoni

The Testament of FeminiZm

2010-05-11T08:17:00.000-07:00

There is no real Love, Love is for fools...

Art by:scottjamesprebble

The Testament of FeminiZm

2010-04-26T02:47:00.000-07:00

Fourth:
Be selfish...For there is no selfless act.
Art by: one_hidden_life
Article by Mehdi_Naghdi

The Testament of FeminiZm

2010-03-31T08:07:00.000-07:00

(dedicated to Jan & Kaja Saudek)
Third:
Do not remember the joy, Only the pain...
article by :Mehdi_Naghdi
art by : Street queen

The Testament of FeminiZm

2010-03-27T15:49:00.000-07:00

Second:
Thou shalt have every pleasure; hence without least responsibility...
by :Mehdi_Naghdi
Art by:sndr

The Testament of FeminiZm

2010-03-24T16:38:00.000-07:00

First:
Thou Shalt fuck without having penis ...

Article by:Mehdi_Naghdi
Art by :!mikeeusa

imprisoned...

2010-02-20T04:34:00.000-08:00

تار های حنجره ات را عنکبوتی تشنه تنیده است.

من حشره گی را می فهمم،

وقتی به آن دچار می شوم...

By :mehdi_naghdi

Art by:Fantasien

نقاشی هایت را به من قرض بده

2009-12-17T04:32:00.000-08:00

پاک کنِ خیس را به جامدادی ام باز گرداندم...
دیگر کسی اشک نمی ریزد

art by :Rogetsuren
article by: Mehdi_Naghdi

The stupid, the proud, They blow our houses down!

2009-09-28T06:29:00.000-07:00

سوال: پیام شما در این عید عزیز فطر به مردم چیه؟
جواب: نوکری مردم
...
سوال: فرق کلاغ چیه؟
جواب: این بال اش از اون بال اش مساوی تره

The Wizard

2009-09-04T05:33:00.000-07:00

She used to collect the memories and keep them shining…

Memories were just like hard stones , turned into jewels by THE wizard…

She began to collect them and store them so they would be at hand; "for the time there is no wizard",she thought…

She used to think she could live with memories other than real world…

But she had no clue about The Rule…

The greatest rule of all, carved into stone of time…

“When the wizard is gone, the magic will be undone! “

Art by : MARIANO VILLALBA

Article by : Mehdi_Naghdi

2009-04-21T00:14:00.000-07:00

همچون عروسکانی که چشمان تیله ای شان در افقی کج غروب کرده است،می گذرند... با حرکاتی‌ کج...

می گذرند با دهانی که عهدی عتیق را،

با آهنگی نا مفهوم تکرار می‌کند...

کسی‌ از روبرو نمی آید

کسی‌ از روبرو نمی آید...

Art by :Rose8174

Article by:Mehdi Naghdi

Dead Concept

2009-03-04T00:24:00.000-08:00

This is a Revolution…THE Revolution…!

There are people killed in the act…

Aren’t they enough for the hungry teeth of Freedom?

“Blood should be shed”, they say; to protect the revolution…blood…The unholy blood

The new army takes charge…all of them; “freedom” army…

Schutzstaffel…

Khmer Rouge…

…

Is the term called “FREEDOM” so surreal that can be mistaken with “Genocide”?

دوباره

2008-12-20T23:37:00.000-08:00

سلام بر تو ای خورشید!
که غروبت کلیشه ایست بی رنگ...
می تابد،خالی از دستگاه...
تازه می کند،
شاید،
خاطره ای محو که بزر گی اش پوسته ایست سخت تهی در میان...
سخت!
ه

گاهی یک کلاغ کنتراست یک تابلو را حفظ می کند

2008-08-14T01:03:00.000-07:00

Walking, thinking with both giant hands in huge deep coat pockets, smoking a cigar, gently stopped at the threshold of an old house in a narrow semi-dark alley in which he was passing quite a bit after getting off the cab from the prison he had just been released from...
Looking at the ugly gargoyles watching every person passing through the way, viewing the images passing rapidly from the back of his eyes...dark ,dim faces...,putting out his cigar by heavy boots,
he goes up the steps of hell...

* * *
Heavy boots find their way back from highness of crime and joy... leaning back to the wall next to the marble stairs which are now colored with drops of blood, he fires up a cigar...
first puff always tastes bad...
fading sound of heavy boots echoes in the ears of gargoyles...

By : Mehdi_Naghdi
Art By:Frank Miller from "sin city"
Title by :Hossein Panahi (R.I.P)

Goodbye...

2008-08-14T00:42:00.000-07:00

Showing his love to the most beautiful; in his world...

Leaving her in the dark hands of eternity just because there is no measurement for the love he gave...

No one keeps the records of Loving moments…

No one measures the feelings by His scale…

No one sees what He sees in beauty…

Goodbye…

Still He thinks…why?

By: Mehdi_Naghdi

Art by: James Kelly

Tribute...

2008-08-14T00:41:00.001-07:00

Thoughts of different colors came to their mind and faded away…

There will be a way...there should be a way…

The great legend must be true…

But the only CREATURE who could pass through the gloomy darkness,couldn’t return the tribute…

Silence was along…

By: Mehdi_Naghdi

The Gallery

2008-08-14T00:28:00.000-07:00

Shiny blue sky…green , healthy grounds full of bright grass…singing beautiful swallows weaving nest on tall trees… glamorous lake with different kinds of living creatures continuing life freely,

Seems peace and freedom is everywhere…

…

“A perfect art in a perfect gallery”: He told his partner,walking in DARKNESS and FILTH full of satisfaction and joy of the vacancy…

By: Mehdi_Naghdi

Silence...

2008-08-07T15:23:00.001-07:00

It was all he had, the only friend of his,
Addicted to silence, injecting it in his wains and sniffing it to his lungs was the only way for making the days of misery pass away,
Miserable,cold days came and went away, the corroding condition made him slow and flexible,
But after non-stopping,blade-shaped minutes,there came that warm ,vital music of life,
Sweetness filled his hours, minutes and seconds,
Now everything had a meaning, a meaning that was brought by the warmth of the music,
He thought by himself
“This…is the true meaning of life”
But there was a mistake …
The Art faded away so quickly az it was created,
And so…there was again the eternaly loyal friend of him…silence
He thought by himself :“This…was the true meaning of life”
Days came and went away...
Silence took him over again,
And he never felt the music ever,
He didn’t know,
He couldn’t understand,
’cause he had nobody to tell him, He could be a growing symphony...

(Article by :Mehdi_Naghdi)
(Picture by: Andy Clancy )

2008-08-07T15:19:00.001-07:00

مست کن مرا
با ساغرِ پر ز شوکران چشمانت
لَخت کن بدنم را
فروریزان اساسِ دلم را
با سیل نگاههای آتشبارت
تاریکی دنیای شهوت بارم را به شبق زلالِ زلفت سپردم
شکایتی نیست گرجوابی نیست
هدف، گر نابودیست،زمان را چه سود مغتنم شمردن
وسیله اینجاست

NO...thing!

2008-08-07T15:18:00.000-07:00

You seem to have some conflicts…

You do things which others won’t respect and yet you respect them wondering why…satisfying others needs and no return indeed…

Doing as your heart says and now where is no feeling…no trace of what expected…if there is a ray of light, it is not from outside…

So…is it the time right for taking the right choice or just leave this just like the others to the hands of time?

Just like prisoners…you are accustomed to NOthing…

Article by :Mehdi_Naghdi

Art : Wojciech Grzanka

Friendship as a step to...

2008-08-07T15:17:00.000-07:00

I was a good friend ...I used to call him everyday... I used to like him alot...I did everything for him...then suddenly I became a normal friend and she was a good friend... she liked him and he liked her alot and I was put aside without a goodbye...
....
I was the best friend...I used to be with him every moment...I used to love him...I did everything for him...then suddenly...He barely rememberd my phone number...
....
I was a friend...I called her everyday...I loved her alot...I did anything for her,forgetting myself...
and then...suddenly...she became colder and colder...now she was his beloved friend and I ... was put aside without a backward glance...
....
She wasn't a friend...she became a good friend...she did everything...She liked me alot...
she used to speak to me everyday...but suddenly I...

(conceptual Art by anita zofia siuda)

The alley...

2008-08-07T15:15:00.001-07:00

Sick and tired of the whole world,I took my coat for a non-objective walk…
What I saw after that -I thought- might be a reason for that spent of time,
I saw my old reason of loving with a dark shadow,walking laughing and enjoying the moments...
Getting shocked at first, hesitation passed through my heart,no this is not her…there was just one way to prove the innocence of the girl,
Chasing them ‘till nowhere…
Walking through the sidewalk while speaking of something fun, I watched them in the shades of the trees which where at the opposite side of the street.
The width of every tree was a short time for me to hesitate...after some walk in the side-walk, they turned left to an alley with few lamps,just enough not to distinguish sheep for a wolf;getting farther and farther.
Some how I felt helpless…suddenly there jumped a spark of hope in the middle of darkness,I turned my way,went up the street to take the parrallel way which led to the place where the shodows supposed to go.
“Run! “, my brain told me.
Goomp gooomp gooomp…I could just hear the sound of my heavy boots which were slower than my eyes to see what is going to happen, and ofcourse the voice of Lenny kravitz singing into my ears:
” where's the love we had?when did it go bad?or am I just insecure?I give all I canbaby I'm your mantell me what we're in this for remind me…”

The cold air went in my lungs and turned into hot steam,
There was no enough energy for running left, so I slowly calmed down.
Breathing was hard.
Looking around ,reaching almost at the other part of that alley which the shadows were lost in,I turned around,walked through the other entrance while hearing my heart beating as fast as my inhale and exhale; It was an annoying moment,
The ghoasts turned up after a short walk from the middle of no-where, But there was a difference; this time they were coming closer and closer…
I showed myself busy with my cell phone.
the distance was now too short to hesitate,
I could even smell the perfum each had.
they could see the small tear at the corner of my eye in the light of the screen,but the girl appeared so in love with gray darkness,that I didn’t took the chance to see her dark marble eyes…

2008-08-07T15:11:00.002-07:00

Every morning we wake up,we think of how we can fool ourselves with sth which is NOthing,actually

Orson Welles

2008-08-07T15:11:00.001-07:00

We were born alone,live alone and die alone ...
Only Through our love and friendship can we create the ILLUSION for a moment that we are not alone,(Orson welles)

Strangers in the night...

2008-08-07T15:10:00.001-07:00

Tired of the whole world just wanted to write about the loneliness, which is apparently killing him inside...
Ready at the desk couldn't write anything,
But there was a fading light at the bottom of his heart getting stronger and brighter,
A vanished Memory,
Walking in the rain while there was no one else but them,
Joy, laughter,...
A tiny remnant of the pain as a cold tear fell down from his eye,
It was just like nothing was moving at that moment they were crying out that song so loudly that the Dead God could hear it...

"Strangers in the night exchanging glances
wondering in the night
What were the chances wed be sharing love
Before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something in you smile was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.

Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -

Ever since that night we've been together.
Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.

The Light...

2008-08-07T15:07:00.000-07:00

Standing still in a dark gloomy valley, there was a gray village, with short buildings and gray people; no one knew others well so there was no trust,

The only place that they had a chance to be together was in the the basement of the tallest building,of the whole village : the church;

Although the church,had a tall tower noone could go up,because it was forbidden,

It was forbidden...because long long years before the great priest of the church made it illegal for anyone to go up the tower :”It is against the God”;he said to the people,

But one day there was a curiouse kid who ignored th law and went up the tower what he saw up there,was undescribable…

Some thing powerful something warm,the true Light was discoverd ,

Rumors were around everywhere..."light is up the tower"

Soon there was no respect for the church ...everyone was against the law...

Big crowds of peole went up the tower to felt the warm light on their own.

Soon after the time no one lived in the village.

Every one quit the villge,

The church was deserted…