Life goes on. people go on living because of their weak memory. They walk through the same barrier through which they once passed full of the fear of death.
Oh, if only there were nothing but infantrymen, all that shouting about war or no war would be superfluous.
Oh, if only there were nothing but infantrymen! There used to be no need to spell out that war was despicable. Everyone knew it was gruesome, a pestilence, a horror.
If the dead could speak, those would be no more war.
Concept and installation: Ava Afshari,
Music: AmirHossein Nazemzadeh,
Video: Bardia Mashhoodi.