Masoumeh Mozafari | These days, my drawings start as portraits and fade to white. They don’t start out like this. I begin by recording with charcoal and pencil what I want from face...

These days, my drawings start as portraits and fade to white. They don’t start out like this.
I begin by recording with charcoal and pencil what I want from face. But the dark areas of what I’ve drawn bother me. I erase them to the border of visibility. After a while, the drawing cannot be erased anymore. The paper is filled up, but I still desire more fading, more shading. A part of the white is more pronounced. Sometimes, I attack the drawing with a white pencil. At other times, I rub and smear the darker areas energetically and with an exaggerated obsession to separate the unpleasant from my being. Even if white and black are equally frightening; even if white is not always the light…

<strong>Masoumeh Mozafari</strong> | These days, my drawings start as portraits and fade to white. They don’t start out like this. I begin by recording with charcoal and pencil what I want from face...