When the winter spreads
the chill and snow
and the house is buried half below
the land lies shivering hard,
thinking of the seeds that lie
hibernating till the ice recedes,
reminding man :
"We are like grain; we never die."
Jan. 19, 2016.
Thanks, anu x.
the chill and snow
and the house is buried half below
the land lies shivering hard,
thinking of the seeds that lie
hibernating till the ice recedes,
reminding man :
"We are like grain; we never die."
Jan. 19, 2016.
Thanks, anu x.
Martiros Saryan
Winter in Yerevan (1933)
oil on canvas
Saryan Museum, Yerevan, Armenia
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"Nature's ways are wonderful and unfathomable. The grain swells in the soil, the sprout grows and flowers when the time comes and then it bears new fruit and so does not die. We are like grain. We never die because we are one with nature. To understand this is to comprehend Immortality - the Apotheosis of the Human Race. It is with this conviction that I have lived my life. My life is a store of my experience, a life of aspirations, sorrows, joys and triumphs."
~ Martiros Saryan.
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Martiros Saryan (Born either 16 or 28 February 1880 — Died 5 May 1972) was a Soviet-Armenian painter. He was born into an Armenian family in Nor Nakhijevan (now part of Rostov-on-Don, Russia).
Recalling his own background, Saryan said, "My ancestors had come to the banks of the river Don from the Crimea, and to the Crimea from Ani, the capital of medieval Armenia. I was born into a family which followed the old patriarchal customs. There were nine children and I was the seventh." I do not know when the artist was born in me. It was probably in those days when I used to listen to my parents' stories about our mountainous, enchanted country, when I used to run as a small boy over the land around our home, and was filled with joy at the many colors of the butterflies, insects and flowers. Color, light and day-dreaming - those are what fired me".
~ extract from . . .
http://www.arthistoryarchive.com/arthistory/soviet/Armenian-Artists.html
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all images from http://www.wikiart.org/en/martiros-saryan
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M.Sarian House-Museum http://sarian.am/index_eng.html
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#Art #MartirosSaryan
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Winter in Yerevan (1933)
oil on canvas
Saryan Museum, Yerevan, Armenia
. . . . .
"Nature's ways are wonderful and unfathomable. The grain swells in the soil, the sprout grows and flowers when the time comes and then it bears new fruit and so does not die. We are like grain. We never die because we are one with nature. To understand this is to comprehend Immortality - the Apotheosis of the Human Race. It is with this conviction that I have lived my life. My life is a store of my experience, a life of aspirations, sorrows, joys and triumphs."
~ Martiros Saryan.
. . . . .
Martiros Saryan (Born either 16 or 28 February 1880 — Died 5 May 1972) was a Soviet-Armenian painter. He was born into an Armenian family in Nor Nakhijevan (now part of Rostov-on-Don, Russia).
Recalling his own background, Saryan said, "My ancestors had come to the banks of the river Don from the Crimea, and to the Crimea from Ani, the capital of medieval Armenia. I was born into a family which followed the old patriarchal customs. There were nine children and I was the seventh." I do not know when the artist was born in me. It was probably in those days when I used to listen to my parents' stories about our mountainous, enchanted country, when I used to run as a small boy over the land around our home, and was filled with joy at the many colors of the butterflies, insects and flowers. Color, light and day-dreaming - those are what fired me".
~ extract from . . .
http://www.arthistoryarchive.com/arthistory/soviet/Armenian-Artists.html
. . . . .
all images from http://www.wikiart.org/en/martiros-saryan
. . . . .
M.Sarian House-Museum http://sarian.am/index_eng.html
. . . . .
#Art #MartirosSaryan
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