Acrylic on Canvas

The village of Abyaneh in Iran is a dry but somehow green patch of land with mud structures that the locals build with their own hands. Most of the youth leave their home to bigger cities to find jobs and send money to their family. So the residents that are left are the elderly and very few. I was struck by the little neighborhood morning tea under the shade. A few grandmothers with very bright colored traditional dresses were enjoying tea. They are very proud of their hometown and ancient culture.