Libra Larki

<br />I am born in Iran 1958 September 23<br />live in Exile in Sweden since 1988.<br /> A self-taught artist living in Exile more than two decades. <br /><br /><br /> Song of the Horseman<br /><br /> C&oacute;rdoba,<br /> distant and alone.<br /><br /> Black pony, big moon,<br /> olives in my saddlebag.<br /> Though I know these roads,<br /> I&rsquo;ll never reach C&oacute;rdoba.<br /><br /> Through the plains, through wind,<br /> black pony, red moon,<br /> death watching me<br /> from the high towers of C&oacute;rdoba.<br /><br /> Ay! What a long road.<br /> Ay! What a brave pony.<br /> Ay! Death, you will take me,<br /> on the road to C&oacute;rdoba.<br /><br /> C&oacute;rdoba,<br /> distant and alone.<br /><br /> Federico Garc&iacute;a Lorca<br /><br /><br />&quot;I SAW THE ANGEL IN MARBLE AND I CARVED UNTIL I SET HER FREE.&quot;-MICHELANGELO<br /><br />About my artwork<br /> <br /> I paint not what i see, but what I've experienced through my life. My art is direct expression of inner life, the art of the dramatic, the art of beauty, the art of tears, hurt, isolation, love and hope, fear and despair! The Heart and…