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Sara YektapourThe Meaning of Meaningless
Looking at the photographs of Ahmad Aali has always taught me something
new. Yet from the very first photograph of his that I saw until now, there has
been a fundamental and enduring quality in his work that continues to feel
fresh and worthy of reflection. Ironically, it may seem easy to grasp at first
glance, but it possesses a depth that not only escapes a description such as “form
experimentation,” but also resists my attempts to write about it except through
simplification and reduction.
As far as my limited knowledge and imperfect memory allow me to judge I
have rarely encountered in contemporary Iranian photography the experiments
that combine such freedom with such inquiry and seriousness as those I find in
Ahmad Aali’s photographs. Here I dare to look at the images free from the
habits that most of the images around us have instilled in me. Aali’s
fearlessness gives me the courage to see the boxes and, for a moment, feel that
nothing matters except the boxes themselves and the ways a frame can be filled
with them and present them; to wonder what other forms those hollow circles
might have taken, and how those colored circles and the surrounding shapes
became part of the image. The usual role played by words that come along to
steer photographs in a particular direction no longer works for me.
For a moment, I free myself from wondering what phrases such as ستاره شهر [the star of the city] or پچ—perhaps
meaning whispering—might signify, or how much symbolic weight a photograph can
be made to carry. I free myself from all the statements and texts that arrive
either to elevate an image or tear it down or as so often happens these days to
create a halo of omniscient authority around their authors. My sole concern
becomes this: what can be done with these boxes piled up within a rectangular
frame?
After experiencing this lightness and the new questions in my mind, I once
again, begin to construct meanings out of this very freedom and I try to
explain it. It seems that one can never entirely escape the patterns that one’s
environment imposes upon them.
