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Third Eye: Tehran, Iran

Third Eye: Tehran, Iran

Vahid Takro

June 7th, 2017

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Today the terrorist attack in Tehran made up stories for news of the world. I'm so sorry, I never thought someday I'll use Iran's flag in my Third Eye Project. But the biggest question in my mind is that why they do this attack when they know they are going to commit suicide at the end? Today I have a very bad mood, since I'm now in the city, I'm so sorry for everything and everyone. What is the best way? Stationary or moving? Silence or action? And at the end, I don't mark myself as safe, my heart is broken

Jumping In The Air

Jumping In The Air

Vahid Takro

March 3rd, 2017

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You're always waiting for a message from your friends, and they are always in touch with you. You're always greeting each other and always happy to have some close friends. On the other hand, in fact, close friends are the ones who are rarely in contact with you and sometimes take a great step for you. Some of my friends are like that, and I'm proud of them. how do you greet your real friends? This is something that you have to think about. About the photo: I always have a lot of comments about my jumping photos: "they are fake", "how did you jump?", ... in fact all of them are real. And who is my jumping teacher? Viktoria, a yoga and pilates instructor and a professional photo jumper, taught me how to jump for the first time. Althought after that I've jumped for thousand times, but this is my most memorable jumping photo. Can you make it? Photo was taken by: Zoltan Erdei

Happy Birthday Sadegh Hedayat

Happy Birthday Sadegh Hedayat

Vahid Takro

February 17th, 2017

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Happy Birthday Sadegh Hedayat, the immortal open-minded author of Persia. Père Lachaise Cemetery is full of graves that are alive for me. Indeed, Père Lachaise is bigger than what it seems. When I got there I first wanted to find Sadegh Hedayat, Open-minded author of the book "The Blind Owl" which I had read years ago. Believe it or not, years ago before I read his books, I've found some translitions of books by Franz Kafka which he had done before. His skillful use of words and creativity of translation made me realize that a superb writer is behind the pen. Yes, thereafter I fell in love with his modernist literature. Sadegh Hedayat, (February 17, 1903 in Tehran – April 9, 1951 in Paris) was an Persian writer, translator and intellectual. Best known for his novel The Blind Owl, he was one of the earliest Iranian writers to adopt literary modernism in their career. At the end of 1950, Hedayat left Iran for Paris. There, on 9 April 1951, he committed suicide by gassing himself in a small rented apartment on 37 Rue Championnet. He had plugged all the gaps in the windows and door with cotton and, so it would not burden anyone, he had placed the money (a hundred thousand francs) for his shroud and burial in his side wallet in plain view. He was buried at the division 85 of Père Lachaise Cemetery. His funeral was attended by a number of intimate friends and close acquaintances, both Iranian and French.

We Are All From The World

We Are All From The World

Vahid Takro

March 9th, 2016

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Governments are incompatible with each other, politicians' faces are funny to me, like children in a competition in a race at school. They want to destroy the countries' names. They want to brainwash us. But we humans are not broken down by country; we all were born in this world. I hope to see the day when our nations: Iranian, American, Spanish, ... is not written on passport covers and it would be written: Nationality: World / Religion: Humanity. We take each other's hands with a warmly pressure, such as trees grow together in nature and we will prove "love" to ourself. We all are friends, brothers, sisters, lovers ... We are all from a country which is called "The World".

I’m playing with Nature

I’m playing with Nature

Vahid Takro

February 22nd, 2016

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I didn't have any playmates in my childhood. Almost all of them mocked me, because i was always silent and introspective. All were laughing together as I sat in a corner alone like a madman. Some days I felt lonely, which kept me from being able to breathe. I cried many times because there was nothing which could fill my loneliness. Until, I discovered Nature. And Music. Now all the people who were laughing at me are walking in a quiet street, in a way that even they don't know what they are living for, who they are, ... even they don't have any playmates now, even they are bored with the games. But now I'm playing with Nature, I play with water in a Sea, I laugh and I'll try to see more places in the future.

The Commercial Oil Tanker

The Commercial Oil Tanker

Vahid Takro

February 18th, 2016

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The commercial Oil Tanker, here i am a sea captain :) An oil tanker, also known as a petroleum tanker, is a merchant ship designed for the bulk transport of oil. There are two basic types of oil tankers: the crude tanker and the product tanker. Crude tankers move large quantities of unrefined crude oil from its point of extraction to refineries. Product tankers, generally much smaller, are designed to move refined products from refineries to points near consuming markets. Kharg Island is a continental island in the Persian Gulf belonging to Iran. The island is located 25 km (16 mi) off the coast of Iran and 483 km (300 mi) northwest of the Strait of Hormuz. Administered by the adjacent coastal Bushehr Province, Kharg Island provides a sea port for the export of oil and extends Iranian territorial sea claims into the Persian Gulf oil fields. Located on Kharg Island is Kharg, the only city in the Kharg District. Photo is taken on 16 Feb, 2016

Sunset Is Not The End

Sunset Is Not The End

Vahid Takro

February 8th, 2016

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Sunset is not the end, Because the darkness and the night are also beautiful. When you do all your efforts for a sweet life in darkness of your world, you will be witnessing a fresh sunrise. as the end of my trip in this pleasant evening. - Vahid Takro The Greek Ship is the nickname of a cargo steamship, Khoula F, that has been beached on the southwest coast of Kish Island, Iran, since 1966. She was built in Britain by William Hamilton and Company in Port Glasgow, Scotland, who launched her on 9 March 1943 as Empire Trumpet and completed her in April 1943. From 1946 to 1966 she passed through a series of British and Iranian owners and various changes of name. Her final owners were Greek, and it is from them that she derives her nickname.

Seas Are Calm

Seas Are Calm

Vahid Takro

February 3rd, 2016

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The seas are calm, and we are noisy and aggressive, storm waves colliding at beaches and again they trimmed on the sand and return to the sea. But for us it is not possible, our strong waves destroy us from inside. Let's be calm, like the sea, and even when we're roaring we won't hurt ourselves and others.

Aquarium Ship

Aquarium Ship

Vahid Takro

January 28th, 2016

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Today after a nice breakfast, I went to an aquarium ship, it has two floors. the ground floor of the ship was overlooking the island, and downstairs (under water) was which you can see in my photo! It could be so good that instead we imprison animals and enjoy of seeing them, we make a prison for ourselves and walk in their world...

Kish Island’s sky

Kish Island’s sky

Vahid Takro

January 27th, 2016

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Today I arrived in Kish Island, you don't know how is beautiful here. From the sky it's like a point in the middle of the sea but when approached it grows slowly. This photo is taken by me, in the Kish Island's sky. 27Jan2016