Have You Heard Anything ?

Curator: And the times were singing out in an eloquent tongue but non hearkened Beyhaqi's History. Didn’t I tell you do not leave me for I am the one u know In this mirage of existence, I am the fountain of life? All of jonah’s dreams are muddied with the wet sounds of whales that scale seas and strand themselves to shore just to find him. With a delirious head filled with the silent thrashing of whales, jonah boats through sand dunes and sails the desert. He casts his net upon the plain and hunts whales from the barren land./// Jonah lets the wet sounds of whales drown themselves in the scratching noise of hachures being applied to walls like the caves of ancient man. As the ocean-conquering whale is stretched and scratched and sketched across the walls with jonah in the middle, it looks as if he is soundly engulfed and resting in the whale’s belly, once home to an offspring. They joyously ride mountainous waves together as they drink cyclones and devour hurricanes. The whale comes to life on the wall and starts throwing itself around the room. Stormy wind blows across the plain as the wailing whales drag themselves to land. With a weak and hachured voice,they look upon the sea and call out to jonah: Didn’t i tell you I am the sea, you are just a fish; dont strand yourself on dry land for i am the deep sea of glee? Mohammad rezaei rad