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Parisa
Shabani
These
are
images
of
us,
wounded
and
lost,
viewing
the
world
in
cynical
fear,
wondering
in
disappointment
“was
that
all?”
Or
perhaps
it’s
just
me,
looking
around
from
within
asking
“was
that
all?”
A
question
over
and
over
again.
A
person,
constantly
breaking
and,
remaking
herself,
only
to
face
the
same
question;
deconstruction
and
reconstruction
in
mind
and
in
form.
The
mystery
here
lies
in
the
process,
in
the
formation
of
the
artist-subject
dialectic
to
which
the
piece
itself
is
added
with
the
first
stroke.
Form
is
shattered
creating
new
forms
and
interpretation.
This
new
creature,
liberated,
and
raw,
lends
itself
to
the
viewers,
inviting
them
to
join
in,
to
remake
yet
another
image
in
their
own
minds.
Here
the
artist
is
merely
the
spectator
of
the
classical
incompleteness
of
images
to
be
completed
which
have
instead
found
this
unfinished
end.
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