Hi, I am Mahfuzur Rahman based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. I think of my installations as unfinished inventories of fragments: objects, drawings, paintings, photographs, and other inventions. They are improvisational sites in which the constructed and the readymade are used to question our making of the world through language and knowledge.
My arrangements are schematic, inviting the viewer to move into a space of speculation. I rely on our desires for beauty, poetics and seduction. I have found the impressionism to be useful in the rearranging of received ideas. The objects I make are placed in the canon of modernist art, in hopes of making visible what is overlooked in the historicizing of the artist. This project has always been grounded in pleasure and aesthetics.
My preferred medium for painting is “Acrylic on Canvas” and I follow the Impressionist & Modern Art. My inspiration for painting is “Vincent Van Gogh”. That's why I love to paint with multiple combinations. My Paintings basic concentration on Landscape and Nature and most of the time my paintings subjects/locations I found from my imaginations.
I follow the Impressionist & Modern Art. My inspiration for painting is “Vincent Van Gogh”. That's why I love to paint with multiple combinations. My Paintings basic concentration on Landscape and Nature and most of the time my paintings subjects/locations I found from my imaginations.
They are twisted, they are burnt, they are flourishing in the midst of the night.
Auroral side of the moon could not last without the half wrapped in shadow.
It intimates you to have the endurance of all the heartaches.
Seize the lights in your soul,
Sail to stay alive beyond simple existence
You must be more stubborn than weaves. I am glad I'm lost at sea!
Glory to the wind who guides me
For I can not see
Yet have shown me the sailor I am to be!
The beauty of SunHallow on the never-ending snowy way.
Two distant planets, that holds a mystery more mystifying.
The oneness they share, derived by fate.
When heart longs to make the voyage pulling each other into solitary orbit, Their beings recklessly sway into a collision.
the longing of two alluring forces sparks aimlessly.
As the galaxy became the beholder, of a secret no one can confine. This Collision was a certain delusion,
A hollow promise of forever only to form a wandering star
The future is uncertain, but the end is always near. Life is what happens, While you're making plans. That we are the chaos, in the inherent synchrony of dust. And the apocalypse, It is something we're promised ...
One day the sun neither rises from the east nor set in the west. For this is the way my world ends: not with a whimper but a bang
The lights will come. The light will come whatever the situation.