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Exhibition: Demossa Gallery presents Mahvash Mossaed’s “Flowers As Art,” Feb. 6 – April 22

Flowers As Art An exhibition of unique flower arrangements and paintings by Mahvash mossaed A miracle happened. One morning, I woke up and I realized that I am a woman in need of a beautiful garden. It seemed like for … Continue reading

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Driving to my art gallery: In Here and In Now

Today, as I was driving on such a beautiful sunny day along the ocean to my art gallery in Laguna Beach, I was thinking, Wow… There is so much nagging and complaining, fear and fright, and negativity all around us … Continue reading

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My Gallery of Colors

Stepping into my art gallery, where everything — the walls , the floor and the celling — is white, where the windows allow all of the winter sun to crawl in and make itself comfortable. It’s midday in Laguna Beach, … Continue reading

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Driving to my art gallery: Attachments

Driving to my art gallery, I was just thinking: All our sufferings are the result of our attachments to things and to all our emotional wanting. As I parked the car in front of my art gallery, as I turned … Continue reading

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Post Card from Laguna Beach: I wish you were all here with me.

Here is my sanctuary. Here is where I worship what is the most important and the closest to my heart: art. Here is my art gallery where my love and my peace lay. The gallery is all white: the floor, … Continue reading

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One morning, I woke up, and I realized that I’m a woman in need of a beautiful garden…

A miracle happened when I turned fifty. One morning, I woke up and I realized that I could see the flowers and the leaves and trees and the garden in a way that I had never before. Really, I mean … Continue reading

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