© Copyright Arthur Hagopian 2017
Made with Xara
Lida Hagopian fount of undying love

A painting

A painting by an unknown artist, dated November 23, 1997. Lida was visiting the city with a friend when they came across the itinerant painter. Intrigued by the portfolio of portraits he showed them, Lida took up the challenge and asked him to paint her. She could barely sit still, she was so excited.  When he finished, she stared at the picture in wordless astonishment and delight. He had uncovered in her the exotic mysterious aspect of her psyche that few people she possessed. Behind those dark eyes, what dreams and hopes there bask, the inspiration of a heart that is forever pure and innocent?

Fount of undying love

Like Cleo, in the children’s classic, “Serendipity”, what Lida wants  most is to talk and think about love and beautiful things.
Dear friends,      Thank you for sharing with us our insurmountable sorrow at the loss of Lida.      Please share with us also the joy and blessing she bestowed upon us, and bask in glow of the quintessential purity and innocence she is endowed with.      More than anybody else, she has taught us the real meaning of love, compassion and forgiveness.      This angelic, but injured creature has never known hate.      Though often misunder-stood and forlorn, shunned by many who were close to her, and despite her pain and suffering, and her eternal loneliness, she still has room in her heart for all,  particularly those in pain.      Like all young girls, she has a dream: to live a normal life, sharing it with someone she loves and who loves her, to have a husband and children. It is not to be.      She has now ascended to a higher plane of existence where there is no pain or hatred, no anguish or turmoil, surrounded by other angelic creatures like her. She has gone to Someone who loves her more than any earthly creature ever can. She has returned to the Source of all Being and is at peace at last.      She is always with us. Every time she is remembered, she lives again.

IIn Memoriam

In loving memory of Lida Hagopian, a gem of purest ray serene, an innocent soul, born in the hallowed Old City of Jerusalem, whose footsteps also echoed in the deserts of the Arabian Peninsula, and on the sunswept sidewalks and distant shores of Australia.