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Bijan Pirnia

Bijan Pirnia

Manitou Springs, CO

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Personal Manifesto
For me photography is not a hobby or pastime. It is truly a passion, a way of life, and a calling. It is the sine qua non of my existence. I define passion as a fire that burns in your heart and gives meaning, purpose, and direction to your life. It is also a vision that no one can see but you. Through photography I communicate my feelings and depict how I see beauty. Nature photography affords me the opportunity to engage with landscape at profoundly emotional and intimate levels. To paraphrase the legendary photographer, Ansel Adams, when I look at the beauties and masterpieces of nature, I see something that is not physically there --- something I cannot put into words because it's a subjective reality that is built from within rather than extracted from without. It is precisely this inner world, this personal vision that I aspire to communicate through the photographic image.
Over the years, raising environmental awareness has been the impetus behind my photography. For as long as I can remember, I have had an incurable longing to make a difference and a meaningful contribution to the human condition. I believe in living for a cause that is infinitely greater than I --- a cause that informs and defines my life but is not defined or limited by my ephemeral existence. I agree wholeheartedly with the German philosopher, Friedrich Hegel in his assertion that " Life has value only when it has something valuable as its object." In the same vein, I have often thought that the purpose of life should be a life of purpose. The day I die, I want the world to be a vastly improved place because I raised awareness regarding the sanctity of nature and helped many an individual experience the truth in a statement made by William Shakespeare : "Nature has music for those who listen." Many years of personal experiences have taught me that this is music of a different kind. It is a mellifluous rhythm that beats to the glorious dance of creation. It is the hallelujah chorus of the universe that permeates verdant forests, accompanies ocean waves and torrential rivers, rides on idle clouds sailing across the sky, and can be heard in the whisper of a gentle breeze. Once you hear this divine symphony, a major shift will take place in your consciousness and you will never be the same person again.
In one of his poems, Tagore, a poet and Nobel laureate from Bangladesh expresses this inner transformation more eloquently than I can : "When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart." To hear this celestial chorus, silence is indispensable. Be still within and behold the miracle that will blossom in the deepest recesses of your psyche --- the miracle that is not a flashy, showy phenomenon nor is it related to supernatural. It is entirely natural. It's a genuine awakening like no other. It is the expansion of your awareness, the deepening of your vision, and the softening of your heart. It is the gaining of perspicacity and wisdom. To paraphrase the Austrian writer, Franz Kafka, make a habit of being silent and the universal wisdom will reveal itself to you freely in ecstasy. It has to. It has no choice. The most valuable lesson I have learned through many years of solitude and introspection can be summed up as follows : Silence is the language that God uses to communicate --- the silence that is not merely the absence of words or sound. It transcends words, beliefs, and narrow confines of the intellect. It is in this silence that you will hear the divine music Shakespeare alluded to. It is in this silence that new melodies will break forth from your heart and you will be transformed into a fundamentally different person.
May God's unbounded love illuminate your heart and open your eyes to a deeper reality. May love be your creed and truth your guiding light. May the fire of love burn in your heart and purify you from within for it is your capacity to love that makes your truly human and therefore Godlike.
I have no religious or idealogical affiliation; but I'm convinced that the most profound spiritual wisdom humanity has ever expressed in words is in the book of John in the New Testament : "God is love. Whoever loves knows God and is born of God." May you be born of God anew everyday. May you grow in love.
joy
Bijan

 

A Tree Is An Object Of Beauty VIII by Bijan Pirnia

 

Iris XXXI by Bijan Pirnia

 

Gunnison Reflection by Bijan Pirnia

 

Phantom Canyon Winter by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Frisson Of Creativity by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Ablution Location by Bijan Pirnia

 

Kupala, The Slavic Goddess Of Mid Summer, Water, And Vegetation by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Al Fresco Tannenbaum by Bijan Pirnia

 

My New Year Hansel To Vivian, For Your Eyes Only by Bijan Pirnia

 

Just To Cheer You Up In The Dead Of Winter by Bijan Pirnia

 

Inaugurating The New Year The Colorado Style At 14115 Feet, 4302 meters, Above Sea Level by Bijan Pirnia

 

Agni, The Vedic Fire God Of Hinduism by Bijan Pirnia

 

Our Annual Hometown Fete In A World-famous Hotel by Bijan Pirnia

 

If I Had My Druthers, I Would Live Here Permanently. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Elegantly Simple, Simply Elegant by Bijan Pirnia

 

No Doodads Here, Just Elegant Simplicity by Bijan Pirnia

 

Today Is December The 25th. Happy Saturnalia by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Argent Moon by Bijan Pirnia

 

Apsu, The Sumero-akadian God Of Sweet Waters by Bijan Pirnia

 

Enthralling Beauty by Bijan Pirnia

 

Today Is December The 21st. Happy Winter Solstice. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Nearly 2 Million People Rollick In This World-famous City Park Every Year. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Kojin, The Japanese Tree Goddess Who Lives In A Nettle Tree by Bijan Pirnia

 

God Dionysus Is The Patron Of The Arts And The Inspirer Of Ecstasy. by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Empyrean Environs by Bijan Pirnia

 

Tinia, The Etruscan Sky God by Bijan Pirnia

 

There's A Bewitching Entrancement In The Moon Like No Other. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Fugacious Days Of Summer In Colorado High Country by Bijan Pirnia

 

In Loving Memory Of The White Rose Resistance Movement Under Nazi Germany by Bijan Pirnia

 

It Happens At The First Clarion Crow Of Our Rooster. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Making Daedal Use Of Defunct, Old Skis by Bijan Pirnia

 

Heartsease In The Serenity Of Nature by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Soporific Lullaby Of A Babbling Brook by Bijan Pirnia

 

Arbor Is Latin For Tree. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Many A Bract Is Dripping With Sap. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Christmas Is Based On The Ancient Roman Celebration Of Saturnalia. by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Hibernal Wing Ding by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Patina Of Luxury by Bijan Pirnia

 

Pamola, The God Of Thunder And Protector Of The Mountains by Bijan Pirnia

 

Britomartis, Meaning Sweet Maiden, Is The Minoan Goddess Of Mountains And Hunting. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Kamikaze, Meaning Divine Wind, Is The Japanese Air Goddess. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Ushas, The Hindu Goddess Of The Dawn by Bijan Pirnia

 

Maia, The Roman Goddess Of Springtime by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Color Of Malachite by Bijan Pirnia

 

Koljada, The Slavic Winter Goddess Of Peace And Festivities by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Precarious Equipoise by Bijan Pirnia

 

Aspen Moor by Bijan Pirnia

 

Cherished Memories Of Christmas In A World-famous Hotel by Bijan Pirnia