Mohadese Movahed
was born in: 1988 Tehran
if you see a survey…
What is happening, how, where and on whom is it happening? Is anything going on in this world at all? Is “history” a narrative of transition? “History”, which is a big word and a concept with very wide meanings, if we skip this word, is it possible to skip the past? Is the “past” a guarantee of passage? In simpler terms, have we moved past the events that happened in the “past”? If the passage of time means the passage of events, if events pass, if the passage of time means the transition of realities, is this transition one-way? And there is no return? If everything goes, then where does it go? Does it crawl under or step on our shoulders and head or stand aside and cast its shadow everywhere? If the bitterness and suffering of other people’s life is only for them and it will pass, then where does this heaviness come from? When and where did this weight, which is many times bigger than our body, sit on us? If our body is like this today and this moment We had a good time there, so who are these other figures and where do they come from, that sit heavier and deeper on our bodies every day, and with their strong awe, they carry the weight of all these questions from the past and now on our bodies. Figures made of bones, flesh and skin, figures that are standing or stretched out so much that the sun and darkness have fallen on them that they have dried up, figures made of wood, figures made of trees, stretched and stretched figures. because cedar The cedars that do not pass, the cedars that are standing or stretched, blocking the passageways, the cedars that have sunk into the gears of time and stopped everything with their weight. The cypress trees that have stood in the roads so much that they have become the memory of time and sometimes time takes account of its passage from them. Wherever they fall, a passage is blocked and whoever drops them will inevitably be crushed in another passage and under another cypress tree. But the weight of the fallen cedars does not sit only on the body of one person, whose point of gravity is in our entire body, so its weight sits on our souls, closing the passageways and making it impossible to pass. Maybe that’s why some people with a wild imagination always try to ignore these bulky bodies and use the dead bodies as a bridge to pass by, walk and pass through the passages; If they put the weights, if the survey does not pull them down, if they do not see under their feet, in front of them, behind their heads and above their heads, and if they do not see the survey. If they don’t see, if we don’t see them, and if another standing cedar is not waiting for them at the next crossing to ask: “Is it possible to pass?” Maybe that’s why some people with a wild imagination always try to ignore these bulky bodies and use the dead bodies as a bridge to pass by, walk and pass through the passages; If they put the weights, if the survey does not pull them down, if they do not see under their feet, in front of them, behind their heads and above their heads, and if they do not see the survey. If they don’t see, if we don’t see them, and if another standing cedar is not waiting for them at the next crossing to ask: “Is it possible to pass?” Maybe that’s why some people with a wild imagination always try to ignore these bulky bodies and use the dead bodies as a bridge to pass by, walk and pass through the passages; If they put the weights, if the survey does not pull them down, if they do not see under their feet, in front of them, behind their heads and above their heads, and if they do not see the survey. If they don’t see, if we don’t see them, and if another standing cedar is not waiting for them at the next crossing to ask: “Is it possible to pass?”