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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

 

It's That Time Of The Year Again. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Flavus Is Latin For Yellow. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Flavescent / Verdant Juxtaposition by Bijan Pirnia

 

Autumnal Kaleidoscope by Bijan Pirnia

 

Sapphire Blue Set Against Verdant Green by Bijan Pirnia

 

Cerulean As The Azure Sky Of Colorado by Bijan Pirnia

 

It Elicits A Feeling Of Nostalgia. by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Tryptic Of Patriotic Colors, Red, White, And Blue by Bijan Pirnia

 

You Can Slake Your Thirst Here. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Would Somebody Explain To Me How A Fox Can Wear Gloves ? by Bijan Pirnia

 

October Snow Lay Thick And Flocculent. by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Obdurate Sinner Lives Here. by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Obdurate Sinner Lives Here. Selenium Tone by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Obdurate Sinner Lives Here. B And W by Bijan Pirnia

 

It's Located In A Glen. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Arcadia, The Home Of God Pan by Bijan Pirnia

 

Our Quotidian, Westside Delight by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Cavalcade Of Lavender by Bijan Pirnia

 

My Magnum Opus by Bijan Pirnia

 

Thetis, The Greek Goddess Of Water And The Mother Of Achilles by Bijan Pirnia

 

Eurynome, The Greek Goddess Of Meadows And Pastures by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Greek God Ophion Is The Ruler Of The Earth. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Can You See The Profile Of A Wizened Face ? by Bijan Pirnia

 

Hallowed Ground by Bijan Pirnia

 

Fog Has Its Own Unique Mystique. by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Variegated Pallet by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Smorgasbord Of Colors Laid Out For Your Delectation by Bijan Pirnia

 

Imbued With A Sense Of Sacredness by Bijan Pirnia

 

Frozen Abstract Floating On The Surface by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Aspen-lined Declivity by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Typical Mountain Home In The Colorado Rockies by Bijan Pirnia

 

Colubrine Trunks by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Epitome Of Bucolic Serenity by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Arcadia On The Southern Flank by Bijan Pirnia

 

An Obelisk That Towers Over The Eastern Plains by Bijan Pirnia

 

It's Been A Prominent Landmark Ab Initio by Bijan Pirnia

 

In Colorado's Lexicon, This Is Mother Nature's Gold Rush. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Just The Right Warp And Woof by Bijan Pirnia

 

High Country Hinterlands by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Salient Lodestone Of Autumn by Bijan Pirnia

 

Chaos, The Primordial Void From Which Came Gaia, Tartarus, Eros, Erebus, And Nyx. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Brigid, The Celtic Goddess Of Weather, Water, And Poetry by Bijan Pirnia

 

It Happens Under The Rarefied Air Of Colorado High Country. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Lasya, The Tibetan Moon Goddess Who Carries A Mirror by Bijan Pirnia

 

Terra, The Roman Goddess Of The Earth by Bijan Pirnia

 

A Garland Like No Other by Bijan Pirnia

 

The Myth Of Christmas Lives On. by Bijan Pirnia

 

Evergreens Aglow by Bijan Pirnia