This art performance is about all things that we wanted to say to our beloved ones but somehow we didn't end up telling them.
There was a curtain that separated performers from the audience, and on the table, there were three cell phones and a structure on how to call a number. Those who wish to say those words to whom they can't talk anymore, pick up one of those cell phones and dial the number that we typed on the structure, on the other line we, the performers, pick up the phone and listen to them and if they want to hear anything we speak back to them. (I will never forget what I hear that day those words were so painful and so beautiful )






When I serve this plate people happily come and take a sandwich but after a while, their smile fade from their faces because of the pictures *Sandwiches are in the shape of Iran's map

When I serve this plate people happily come and take a sandwich but after a while, their smile fade from their faces because of the pictures *Sandwiches are in the shape of Iran's map
