Sadagat Aliyeva

Excerpts From We The Interwoven

“The Absheron Peninsula is a small desert-like land known for its grapes, fig trees, and pomegranate trees. There were eight kids in my family, and each of us had one fig tree in our yard. I remember as a child how impatiently I waited for the first figs to ripen and to brag about seeing the first fruit before anyone else. I made friends with one of the pomegranate trees in the yard, and every night, when everyone had gone to bed, I would sneak out to talk with my tree, to tell her all my troubles. And I believed she always helped me by listening to me and tenderly shaking her branches.” 

— Artist Statement

“Waters washed the surface of the land, kissing each grain of sand. Sunrays gently caressed the little waves while spreading their warmth. Tree branches held nests tenderly, watching baby birds patiently, saving them from harm to grow and fly. Flying from flower to flower, butterflies spread love for creation. Moonbeams peeked through tiny windows on quiet nights to deliver magical dreams to little sleepy heads.”

 — First There Was Love