© Copyright Arthur Hagopian 2017
Made with Xara
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.