Tell the trees to wait, I'll be back
When I woke up in the morning, nothing was the same. The sun was shining differently and the sound of birds was not heard. The sound of explosions and successive shots had stopped time and we had to leave the house. I said to my trees: wait, we will come back.
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Photo collection of refugees in 2015 by Ayaz Beig
Induction
A group exhibition in the baroque museum of Salzburg with the participation of five photographers as follows:
Mohammad Shahab Eslami - Companionship experiments
Hamid Sultani- Release
Abbas Asi - Destruction
Mohib Ali- Untitled
Ayaz beig - Vomit!
Vomit!
Vomiting items from the houses look tired. I can not ignore them. Each of these objects once brought laughter and joy to its owner. But it has been very short. It is as if nothing else satisfies modern man. New tools, different clothes, new decorations and even new people can only keep today's people satisfied for a short time. They get sick and rush to the shops, to the online stores and buy and sell. They send hearts to each other. And again, they look for something else. Today's man wants to own everything. Today's man wants to vomit what has owned. Today's man has to vomit to feel better for a short time. Every six months I see houses vomiting on the cobblestones of Salzburg. These vomits make mesad.
Frosty Eyelid
With Ali Reza Panahi
