Mehran Mohajer

Nothingness Poverty of

Nothingness/Poverty is like “will”, “awareness”, or “love”. It is inclined towards something. I do not know what this something is. Is it the camera herself, or my mind and eye, or the outside world?

These photos are the artefacts of an existing paradox in my mind. On the one hand I am again infatuated by photography, on the other hand I am bored of the serial repetition in the post… situation.
Thus I turned away from everything and turned to the image/word as such, and I attempted to dwell in the materiality of the image/word, and prior to see that materiality I tried to touch it. And I touched nothingness/poverty, and I saw it.