In memory of the sons and daughters of my land, who with a heart full of desire were only looking for their smallest right and are no longer among us. The cost of the initial sale of this project will be spent on mothers and working women who are without a spouse, and by selling it, I will provide dry food for them in the hope of a free Iran without thieving mullahs.

It was as if he was on the path of flight visualization that one day that bird

appeared

As if they were from the green lines of imagination

Those fresh leaves that breathed in the lust of the breeze

as if

Those purple flames that burned in the pure mind of the windows

It was nothing but an innocent imagination of the light

It was windy in the street

This is the beginning of destruction. On the day when your hands were destroyed, the wind was blowing …

Words and Art (painted by hand in iPhone, digital, Pocket, illustration): ElhamTeh
This sketch took 4 days of my time
Size: 2048*2048 Px