this work we can have a look into the existential experience of return. This return is risky on hand because of reality, and on the other hand because of memories. We experience his arrival: a big Reality Check. What is real? What is imagination? The total emptiness of Iraqi motorway, an Arab road without any people on the sideway? The desert? The remains of exploded cars? The fear to make any stop otherwise being robbed? How can an Arabic ca be driven in this deserted war area without the everlasting emotionality of Arabi radio music? Or shall we turn on the happ music in the cab and on the video? Would it be more real? The real danger of the way home is in our heart; we have to survive th emotional aspects, the danger of losing balance in art, and life goes together. We listen to the past through his thoughts accompanied by the images of present shown in the video. Through sophisticated simplicity he increases the effect of though thoughts, the conversation and the objects on the roadside, the smoke in the landscape indicating the absence of peace. Through this he increases the coherent effect, in the same way as the abstract white line in the center is driving us to Baghdad. The city he has left. The desert around the road recalls an inner world of the self – arriving in Baghdad the density of outer forms on the roads of the capital appear – here his inner space becomes the space of his family. He arrives from the desert – crossing the dense realm of objects in the cityscape –arriving to the deepest point, where we see the depth of heart can be seen, where the darkness of the image could be the darkness of mourning, but it is the darkness of protection and heart-warmth. Arriving at the house a woman, mother or an aunt hugs him. All the forms disappear, the monitor is darkened, we listen to the voices of women, children and family, the density of emotions is the warmth of home, which cannot be shown, nor translated.

text by roza el-hassan