Asrafun Nahar Ruhin

An abandoned patio and a closed bunker will tell the story. After a year, the salted bunker will breathe again. A salt stain is nothing but a sign of the lack of wind or exhausted soil. Salty, rusty aerial roots will be free from water glass and planted in the efflorescence verse to hang out. The patio will gently share its wind with the bunker’s salty skin again. Ruhin’s substance alchemy will gradually lose its dichotomy inside the salty bunker. These motions might stir a new alchemy inside the bunker's body. They will appear with the wound or the stain of its exhaustion for a short time. Suffocation will dissolve for a while.

Perhaps the stains will remain, and new stories will be stored again in the bunker's body. Eventually, someone will come and will become the breeze again to stir in this terrain…

Hangout or dwell,

In unknown terrain.

Chosen or

Re-invited complexity, 

A facilitated stance,

Staying in the maze.

Yet, a wind of ease.

Stay with it.

Stay with it.

Salty bunker: inside, outside,

Two portals open at once

One holds void, 

The other listens.

Who listens to whom? 

Question remains.

Perhaps, 

Stay there.

 With the fragments...