We have reached a moment of a narrative. When a miracle happens. A story is happening. That’s all.

This is when form is good. When somebody has painted a canvas and nothing more. When somebody is only a painter, nothing else. When you can stand in front of canvas, satisfied.

I stand and listen to the story…

Well, I don’t want anything else. I don’t take the burden to do a critical investigation. I enjoy. As simple as that. I enjoy the colours, the lines, the light and a story which is being narrated from the middle. Mehrdad Mohebali is a painter. This always sufficient.