In this country, the artist is at the center of attention, where he can attract as much attention as his artwork. When you are not working with canvas, colour, stone or metal and you fingers move on keyboard and midst various softwares, temptation is higher and so the artist should also be more careful.
With twenty years of delay, we approached sound and image and then we were excited, yet this new medium was never properly looked at or criticized. It moved forward in an haphazard way becoming a fashion for Tehran art galleries and now you encounter this fashion in every exhibition. A prelude to video art. That’s all.
A monitor and a headphone. According to the title of the exhibition, Shaghayegh Ghasemi was supposed to create ‘noise’. But then, it is as if all is said by the environment, the street, numbers, cars, rain… She has gathered whatever has passed her glasses reaching her ear, has gathered all from the corridors of her mind and presented them to the audience. In short, she has not created noise, rather has moved forward and has read out loud her narrative, demonstrating it to you. She has become the narrator of the voices occupying her mind. She has spoken of the most personal bits of her day, of herself (and she can claim that most personal is not the simplest). The mental images of the artist speaks of the city, of being lost between herself and the streets of the city. Of standing still. Of moving forward. Synchronized with clock hands and the tachometer, numbers that turn in her mind. Maybe the same conflict between time and its speed. Between man and environment. Between silence and sound… And artist for whom, image and sound is an alibi to express rather than expression becoming an alibi for making a video… Everything is so simple that you cannot avoid believing. The artwork imposed nothing on you, asked your permission to narrate something to you, in its own way.