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 Exhibition view: "Shahram Entekhabi: From the Banks of a River called HOME" — Centre d'art Nei Liicht, Dudelange, Luxembourg 2008 January 18th - February 25th |
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The Case
The child’s tiny warm hand seemed to melt away in a cold firm clutch
of
another hand while chasing a pace of the man on its slender shaky legs.
He paused to cross a street in between two parked cars. For the child that
way through seemed to be as huge as the gap between blocks of houses. While
waiting
for a good mo-ment to cross a street through thick traffic, the man’s gaze
rested on the little girl’s eyes that starred back at him. A few ticks
of silence, a few seconds of wordless communication, just like gazing at one’s
blank face in a mirror. The girl suddenly pulls her hand away and runs across
the street towards the other side.
Screeching of car wheels wakes him up. Tired and disorientated, he rushes to
the child.
”Why run away?” Chalky faced girl lying on the side while
she looks
at the man with her sleepy eyes. Offering no answer, she asks her-self: “Why
did I have to run?”, “Why did he hold my hand so tight?”, “Why
didn’t he carry me over?”, “If only the parked cars weren’t
as high”, “If only I were a boy”...
..a circle of continuations...never ending beginnings...caught in a trap..
She could not stop searching for an answer or a reason for the accident as
she looked at her father’s beautiful eyes that were hidden behind a curtain
of crime.
© Shahram Entekhabi 2007