Those days are over; days with all the excitements and desires and the stares; staring at nothing!
 After all the ceasing merriment and hardship, we are now reaching an instant when there is nothing to say, no other way; nothing but gazing at loneliness and fate where there is not much to breathe and things and people are all totall strangers.
 Mahmoud Bajelan has studied bet looks and faces for so long and painted them on his canvases. Yet, so as the strangers, he himself is still engaged in the alienation of those days.
 
 Zarvan Rouhbakhshan