I have enthusiasm to look at the sea in my mind from childhood. It has not become old yet.
A glorious and seductive phenomenon which is repeated every moment and it never becomes
repetitious.
The human looks and looks uninterruptedly and has the imagination of pleasure in the head and at
last strange grief and regret remain.
The grief which is maybe the result of not seeing and not knowing what goes on under the blue
and deep crust of the sea.
And maybe every secretive deceptive crust brings such enthusiasm and grief to life in the heart.
An enchanting crust which is sometimes a sea, sometimes a strange city and sometimes a new
thought.
The process which is created on my canvas is the result of feeling objectification in confrontation
with this crust.
Elaheh Monireddin
