Statement:

The concept of anonymity and namelessness in graves and clothing that are called forth from nowhere to the world of Zahra takes us to the depth of a wounded wound, which humans experience in burying the pieces of their body. The artist brings forth a colorful range of suffering through forty pieces of fragmented body.///

These bones are not meant to be bound with soil, but rather they are meant to stir a disturbing question, like a wounded wound sitting in filth; where are these pieces of body?

The use of feminine materials and the three-dimensionality of the forty two-dimensional pieces alongside the performative aspect of Zahra's work seemingly creates an extension of mourning. It delves inward and takes root in the depths, bringing forth a fountain and cry in the form of a new artistic work.

Zahra remains silent and, like a human, clenches her teeth on her liver, and she creates her fragmented bones like handcrafted dolls. Those bones, those small silent dolls, come together and are buried in the soil to be unearthed multiple times and expose bare bones, repeating the absence of a missing body.