2020







Imagine a Bluetooth speaker
turn it on
Connect
make a frame in the middle of the room
Imagine a video projector
Connect it to a laptop
turn it on
turn VPN on
canada800 works well
Select a song
call me
Connect

distance
Image
Distance from the image
my distance from your image
the distance between the eyes
the distance between the hands
the distance between you and me
Social distance
Emotional distance
Class distance
Political distance
thickness of a line
One millimeter
Air distance
km 4500
five and a half hours
five days by car
forty days on foot
Focal distance
Time distance
delay
Glitch
?Why can't i write farsi
I forgot how to talk
forgetting is terrible
Forgetting what you don't want to forget

the relation between image and forgetting
the relation between live image and being
you are not here
To be hugged,or smelled

I remember
And I don't want to forget
But maybe i will
the least I can do is remembering that i am forgetting
I called you, video-call
this live image reminds me of your absence in this room
Your absence on this bed
because it confirms that you are present on another bed
You lied down
You look chill
you are safe
You look fine
You say you don't have a fever and you haven't coughed or sneezed for a while
?How many years have we been making these video-calls
being in front of the Screen
?Was it our choice
?Who, when, made what choices

You are here
There is something that comes and goes on my pillow with your choice
it turns on and off
it turns pink
it turns orange
it turns yellow
it turns white
You laugh, then the teeth appear on the screen; and the skin on the screen wrinkles
the orange light in my room lights up, the pupil of my eye shrinks
You play with the light on my face by reflecting the light on your ceiling
tickle
?Can light be hugged
?Or can it just be seen
In the mirror
?Or in my picture, on the corner of the WhatsApp frame

Looking no
maybe seeing
a sight that your eyes are not alone in them
it takes the head to turn
it takes the feet to walk
it has thousand angles
It has as many frames and stories as the curves in space

We go brushing our teeth together
We go shopping in the shop at the back of my house
We talk bulshit until we fall asleep on our beds with the lights on
not staring is important
Squinting is important
Opacity is important
Parallax is important
Light fracture is important
seeing all the eyes on the image is important
Your eyes on my screen
My eyes on my screen
My eyes on your screen
Your eyes on your screen
My camera eyes
Your camera eyes
Close your eyes
I see all this to remember that you exist, but not here, and you not being here is a result of complicated choices,
:which many of them has been forced on us
Place of the camera on the screen
Rectangular frame shape
Camera quality
Place of my image on your image
Having to see my picture in order to show it to you
Internet speed
VPN
bandwidth
"economic" sanction
Decrease in the value of money
war
Closed borders
Bodies on the air, shattered bodies
Bodies on the water, Drowned bodies
Bodies on the bed, sick bodies
bodies on the streets, bruised bodies
Bodies in the frames, forgotten bodies

Imagine "yourself" made of lenses, liquid, holes, and retina
Imagine “yourself” welcomes “my” “dance” for a little while
یه جوری که تصویر من رو بکوبونه محکم به کف قرنیه ش و از شدت ضربه ش قلبش شروع کنه به تپیدن
Imagine "yourself" pressing your fingers on the side button of your phone to take screenshots
Shots that can not match the speed of seeing and your hand
Shots that do not document what you want
"the choreography then would be many of those moments where "i" danced for your "eyes" and your "hands
What is there to share? Light, rhythm, heat?
What is there to be changed? Presence , distance or gaze?