Pain is enduring pain, when it sees the modern humans, trapped and disparate in the masses of their knowledge. Pain is watching the pain; moving inside the human beings and with no definite destination, do not find their path. Pain is giving birth to pain, in the dark womb of humans, who have lost their affection and have forgotten love. Pain is that old, decrepit silent witness, who is the beginning and the end of all humans’ lives. Today’s humans inherit the fragmented pains of the history; a shell that is renewed every time from the torment of life.
SEYHOON ART GALLERY, TEHRAN, IRAN, 2022.