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A Journey to South Korea with the Bicycle of Peace

 

Art works in South Korea

 

 

Journey across South Africa: The Sprit of Rocks and Water

 

 

Works in USA

 

 

New works by Nadalian in “Verdearte” 2006:  Italy

 

 

Works In Italy

 

 

Works in China

 

Red People - Kansas City Missouri

 

Carved Stones in New York

 

Carved Stones in Santa Fe (New Mexico)

 

Holiness of Image Hidden Treasure in  Santa Fe (New Mexico)

 

Environmental Works by  Ahmad Nadalian in UK

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Environmental Works by  Ahmad Nadalian in Turkey

 

Works in Iran

 

 

Works  in Spain

 

 

Works In Germany

 

A Journey to Serbia

 


Travel to France : Exhibition & Works by Nadalian in Ramatuelle- Golfe de Saint Tropez in France  (From Escalet to Pampelonne)

  

 

Works in Tajikistan

 

Works in Bangladesh

 

 

Works by Nadalian in Uzbekistan

 

 

Paradise & Hell :18th Environmental Art Festival

 

 

The Guests of Desert: 22nd Environmental Art Festival in Iran - Isfahan- Talab Gawkhoni: (April 2009)

 

 

Dialogue with Nature: 21st Environmental Art Festival in Iran - Persian Gulf- Genaveh: (March 2009)

 

 

Fire: 23ed Environmental Art Festival in Iran - Paradise Environmental Art Center

 

 

Works by Ahmad Nadalian in Darabad - North Tehran

 

 

In the Search of Lost Paradise

 

 

Environmental Art Festivals

 

Bicycle Art & Recycle Art

 

 

Mythological Bird: 20th Environmental Art Festival in Iran - Persian Gulf- Hormoz :  (February 2009)  

 

Archetypal story: Earth painting

 

 A gift of Persian Gulf from me to people and from people to tourists

 

 

Red earth surrounded my soul

 

Transformation of ugliness to beauty

 

A ritual for rain  & feet traces

 

Work by Ahmad Nadalian @ Environmental Art Calender 2009 in USA

 

Paintings by Coloured Earth

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The Fall of Paradise: 19th Environmental Art Festival in Iran - Isfahan :  (October 2008)  

 

In Paradise

 

Jumping Frogs

 

Journey across South Africa: The Sprit of Rocks and Water

 

Calendar of our journey in South Africa

 

Black & White People

 

Sand Print in Africa

 

Freed Fish

 

Art in the Landscape

Marked in Stone and Sand

An Iranian sculptor brings his art to the river, beaches—and parks.

By Robert C. Morgan

 

In Paradise

 

Pleasure of New life

 

 

 

Earth Paintings - Hormoz Island March 2009

 

 

Bicycle Art & Recycle Art

Do you know that you can rent this bicycle in Hormoz?

 

Archetypal story: Earth painting

 

 A gift of Persian Gulf from me to people and from people to tourists

 

 

Red earth surrounded my soul

 

Transformation of ugliness to beauty

 

A ritual for rain  & feet traces

 

 

Paintings by Coloured Earth

 

 

 

 


The immortal mountain and
pure water :  A Journey to China

Ahmad Nadalian

 

The main purpose of my trip to China was the Biennial which this time had an emphasis on environmental issues. In spite of the planning that took me a year and a half, because the Chinese did not send my invitation on time, I arrived the day after Beijing’s opening. The arrangements of my trip had not been done just as I had expected. The best part of my trip was when I was by myself and worked in nature.

 

 

Three years ago I traveled to China but had not visited Beijing. Chinese are strange people. They eat everything.

 

 

In Beijing I saw that they would fry living and moving crabs and they would get eaten after.

 

 

         

 

There are different kinds of vegetable in China that is not found anywhere else in the world. In order to understand a culture, in addition to their spirituality that feeds the soul, their physical food should be considered too.

 

 

There are a few small lakes in downtown Beijing.

I saw dead fish on the side of the lake which could be a reason for water pollution.

 

 

 

 

I let go of a few fish in there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My only concern in China was not the natural environment, yet I wanted to think about their cultural environment.

I had made cylinder seal and hacked the word “peace” on it.

One out of six people in the world speak Chinese. Therefore it was important for me to write for them.

 

 

 

On the other side of the seal, I had written the name of Iran and my own name Ahmad Nadalian.

 

 

 

I spent a few days around the area near the Great Wall of China.

 

 

 

There was a temple located up in the mountain.

 

 

The mountain and the temple were called Immortal. There was a note that had stated:

Immortal courtyard located up immortal courtyard mountain in longing valley. It embodies a mixture of Buddhism, Daoism and Confucianism. According to historical research, it was built it was build in the Ming and Qing Dynasties and was destroyed in a war. In its heyday, the sound of its bell could be heard in the town ten kilometers away.”

 

 

I painted a snake on the face of a Chinese girl. This will be a continuous collected works. Based on ancient beliefs snake is one of the symbols of immortality. Because snakes shed skin every year there has been this belief that snake has an everlasting life. Snakes go in deep earth, therefore it is believed that snakes are aware of waters.

 

 

The holiness and purity of water could be seen in every culture.

There was a small basin right next to the temple. I threw one of the stone fish that I had taken with me from Iran to China into the small basin.

 

 

 

 

There was another bird piece that I had taken with me from Iran. There was a holy tree next to the temple. They claim that the tree is 780 years old. It is regarded as the king of all the pines and cypresses on the mountain and prince of the Devils who is capable of warding off evil. Today there are still people who pray to it.   I hid the bird there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My fish experienced lively joy in the water of the river.

 

 

I fished one of my stones that had the image of fish and brought it with me to Iran.

 

 

 

 

 

Next to a village in the valley, I carved my footprint.

 

 

I was even more excited when my stone fish had a confluence with the rainbow.

 

 

 

I spent the night in a village home. Communicating with Chinese is difficult; they do not know English at all. I do not know what the name of the village was. I slept inside a villager’s place. 

It was a good experience. It seemed that the pillow I slept on had been filled with rice or grain. When I moved my head, I could smell them and could hear the rubbing of grain.

 

 

        

I ate traditional bread.

On the next day, I painted another girl’s face.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes in far countries, I see my family from virtual windows and I chat and talk with them on the internet. That’s how I feel like I am with them.

My life has its own sweetness and bitterness.

 

 

Sometimes I even show my family and friends what I see.

The expansion of virtual life could change our lives and we could face new realities.