ago and after being away from Iran for several years, something strange, yet interesting happened to me. Time to time, and let’s say almost everyday, while I was working on a commissioned portray by clay, random images of various locations, alleys or streets that I used to pass, were formed in my mind. Indelible images that were three-dimensional. For instance, I could walk along the alleys and change my angle of view, like I am doing it in the actual real world. I could see everything, from walls to window panels with their frames, glasses and curtains. Or namely, I was able to see a door with all its details. My mind was filled with all these imaginations. It was a bit like the movie “The Color of Pomegranates” by Parajanov and I have to admit that I was scared a little. The outcome was eventually a trip to Iran, to see the original.
This story revealed something to me; the unconscious depth of my connection and dependence to the environment I was raised in. What I call it homeland, home, or any other word that it can be referred to.
And later on, I made these sculptures …
Ramin Saadat Gharin - Autumn 2015 .
By Ramin Saadat Gharin (Iranian, b. 1965) - Untitled - 85 x 125 x 50 cm ( 33.5 x 49.2 x 19.7 in), Iron Sheet / 2014
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