Copyright Alisar Iram
The Pillars of Hell is the name I have given my work of art above. I am an artists involved in creation therefore any act of destruction concerns me profoundly. But the destruction of an entire country is more than the flesh can bear and the mind can confront. What defies my understanding is how a government or the head of a regime can give themselves the right to annihilate so insanely so savagely, so scornfully without the need even to justify the extermination of so many multitudes of human beings and their entire ways of life, while the civilized world watches with more indifference than concern, with more discreet calculations than a rightful moral outrage. I tell you, this, the destruction of Syria, will haunt our memories in the future and the world will bend its head in shame when it is too late.
Upon The Pillars of Hell, rests the dissolute evil edifice of Assad’s rule, as he in the Zanadu of our times, creates his stately pleasure dome of Hell for the Syrians to blaze inside and be consumed.*
* The reference is to the famous poem by Coleridge:
In Zanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree: