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  • November 15, 2022

    All About Me

    I have nothing to say as an artist, I’m not interested in what I know. The job of an artist is not to do with what we know. To me the artist is like a fool, an idiot, going on a journey to discover something and I think the quality of that discovery is the […]

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  • December 2, 2021

    The Complete Story

    اینجا که می نویسم ینی خیلی درموند ه م. سالها میشه اینجا ننوشتم. همسایه طبقه پایینم امروز رفت استکهلم که پارتنرش رو ببینه. با هم خیلی نزدیکیم تقریبا درباره همه چیز حرف می زنیم از درد پریود من تا فوکو و هایدگر و این که دفعه قبل موقع رد شدن از کاستم به خاطر داشتن وید […]

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  • August 22, 2017

    the only remaining kiosk along the boardwalk in Venice Beach.

    Sun has gone black in United States of America and moon has gone black in Tehran. [both sides are captured by darkness] No one can look back on her school days and say with truth that they were altogether melancholic. I have perfect memories of my writing class among a horde of icky ones. I […]

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  • July 8, 2017

    The image of my Labouring

    6 weeks ago “Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other.” Let’s practice to not play a role of a victim. For too much pain that I had inside I knew that I was missing something. Gynecologist such a hard word for my Iranian accent to pronounce, She said the embryo is dead.  There’s no hope,only one way, […]

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  • June 27, 2017

    Watching TV

    Today is a very sad day for United States of America and for immigrants like myself, who immigrated for hope. We became refugees to this country in order to settle, study and then to take-up employment. Trump’s travel ban generally prohibited or severely restricted immigration from countries suffering tyranny. If people with authoritarian leaders are […]

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  • March 6, 2017

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  • February 28, 2017

    dear me

    Dear me;It’s that time of the year I should confess by far I can’t write, I don’t really feel like talking to anyone these days I don’t trust my passport anymore. Wish you could tell me what’s happening to me? It’s 9; 51 I’m in this room still writing my thesis, struggling not to think […]

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  • January 24, 2017

    The sound of my childhood

    Attention, Attention the sign hearing declares danger or red status meaning that the air strike will be done! Leave your room/office and go to the shelter!

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  • January 9, 2017

    تاریخ تئاتر اسکار براکت ترم یک دانشگاه هنرهای دراماتیک – تهران

    اُزیریس ایزد جهان زیرزمینی و زندگی پس از مرگ در اساطیر مصر باستان بود. او فرزند گب (زمین) و نوت (آسمان) بود. با خواهرش ایزیس ازدواج کرد و صاحب حوروس شد. برادرش ست (شب) او را کشت. اما زنده شد و خدای اموات گشت. ارواح قبل از اینکه بتوانند در جهان دیگر زندگی کنند، باید از برابر ازیریس بگذرند و تنها او بود که می‌توانست جاودانگی ببخشد  Known […]

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  • December 19, 2016

    دیوگآن | if no one got killed, it’s boring

    دی ماه، نخستین روز آن خرم روز است و این روز و ماه هر دو به نام خداوند است که [هرمز] نامیده می‌شود، یعنی حکیم و دارای رای و آفریدگار. در این روز عادت ایرانیان چنین بوده که پادشاه از تخت شاهی پایین می‌آمد و جامه‌ای سفید می‌پوشید و در بیابان بر فرش‌های سپید می‌نشست و […]

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