When the mind floats away,I automatically become weightless . I watch myself mildly. My body which moves in the whimsical fluidity ,I love more than ever.The more weightless I become ,the more lighter my environed color. A strange dignity surrounds me. Gradually, I do not hear any voice, and I calmly get pregnant from my internal sound . I’m like flipping form in freezing space.Like a figure who experiencing abstraction in infinity. like a bulk which emptying from inside.Yes ,It looks like a dream and how a big conflict to reproduce a dream that is forgotten every day.
this collection depicts a set of figures that gradually disappears from its surroundings, where, in addition to all the surrounding objects, some parts of the figures itself are removed and resolved in a large volume of space, it seems that it was not present at all or there is a presence which its life continuation depends on the silence surrounding . Fluid lines and mild gray layers that reveal themselves in a vast range of white layers. It is difficult to recognize the form and the figure. It is possible to consider the form as a space, or vice versa. There is something missing here. It probably is part of space or man or perhaps both, and to find this lost, there is no choice but to stand and resolve among painting layers.