|
Hamze
Farhadi
Can
I go
forward
when
my
heart
is
here
| My
works
are
the
result
of
companionship
of
oil
and
degeneration.
They
could
be
the
illusory
emblem
of
things
that
we,
as
Khuzestan1
natives,
think
about
the
oil
but
not
peaking
about.
Two
edges
of
happiness
and
misery.
This
collection
is
look
like
a
self-learning
for
me.
I’ve
learned
that
you
can
follow
your
artistic
way
with
various
answers
about
a
single
question.
You
just
should
defamiliarize
from
primary
quiddity,
or
we
try
to
not
to
capturing
with
its
inevitable
meanings.
My
inspiration
is
the
heritage
that
inherited
from
oil
industry
and
my
family
memories.
I’ve
just
pulled
out
these
trophies
from
warehouses
and
have
struggled
for
some
years.
They
became
to
creatures
that
have
inherent
beauty
and
also,
once
upon
a
time,
have
technical
performance.
Their
present
silence
is
full
of
past
seethe.
They
are
a
form
of
mentioning
a
culture
that
changed
with
exotic
instruments.
They
could
be
some
portraits
of
people
that
are
just
looked
like
me!
1-Khuzestan,
my
homeland,
is a
main
source
of
oil
and
gas
in
Iran.
For
over
100
years,
since
William
Knox
D'Arcy
came
to
our
land
and
find
oil
with
our
grandfathers,
our
lives
tied
to
this
industry
and
directly
and
indirectly
we
are
deal
with
black
gold.
We
grew
up
with
oil,
like
our
fathers,
and
some
day
we
will
die
and
become
oil,
just
like
our
fathers.
Hamze
Farhadi
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