Gereh (Kont) in my childhood was eagerness, which became entangled in my memory. The knot of my grandmother’s scarf, she tied her flowery scarf with a sweet knot.
Many years after, the knot of my grandmother’s scarf and the knots that I see everywhere, turned into stories for me and continue to do so. That is why 12 years ago in Iran, I spent few months in Tehran reliving and listening to those stories, and putting the stories in pictures, so that they may be seen and read again and again, to become the eternal knot.
An ‘amorous knot’, a ‘tired knot’, an ‘old knot’, a ‘sad knot’, a ‘pretty knot’, a ‘virgin knot’, and knots which today and every day are tied and untied, and resemble the women who have tied the knots in their scarves and untied them.
As a result, I consider the photos of women, scarves and the knots not only a work of light on paper, but it is a phenomenon, which is derived from thoughts, existence, and non-existence; the must and must knots. Perhaps undoing and tying the knots everyday is a sign of beliefs and repetition of religious beliefs. Tying a knot every day in front of the mirror reminds oneself about the standards, the roles and religion. In retrospect, the reason for photographing the knot was to document a part of daily life of women in a different culture, in a society oriented towards religion; this reason was strong and personal. Women told me how they feel about the roles, standards, structures and their must appearance, with a knot with no words.