Sarah Azazi

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Concepts:

I. Objects before and after meeting the human being.

II. Man-made and naturally formed error is beautiful.
I. Objects before and after meeting the human being.

Everyday stories are born, and inside these stories there are people and objects.
By time, these objects start to take the shape and characteristics of their owners.

A car inside the store doesn’t have much to say, but after a person buys it, drives with it in a
muddy street, fills it with empty water bottles, and receipts and after flowers fall on it while
it is parked, the car starts to become alive with evidence of life filling it in a form of fallen
leaves, dirt, scratches, and scents.

A person who is depressed will have his bed painted with traces of sadness, his cushions will
be worn out and filled with his fallen hair, and the outline of his sickly sleeping body will be
carved inside the mattress.

Same goes for our mothers’ phone, that is always fully charged, with plenty of available
storage although she has thousands of pictures of us and her grandchildren. Her clothes
always smell like kindness and generosity.

My project is an attempt to visualize and appreciate the relationship between humans and
their personal belongings and how objects become the human - owner - by time. There must
be something that grows on the objects making it easy for us to recognize their owner or at
least guess the characteristics of their owner.
II. Man-made and naturally formed error is beautiful.

What makes a Van Gogh painting of a vase that is crooked, with inaccurate ratios so
beautiful, while a hyper realistic painting feels like meh!

Same goes for the love of ancient monuments and how the most beautiful ones shine
because of how fragile and cracked the years made them look and not the ones that
remained untouched.

My project aims to analyze the reasons why a perfect circle is just a perfect circle, but a
sketched circle that is not perfectly round has a lot of information encoded inside it,
and why differently colored tiles that are randomly placed feel so much safer than a strictly
arranged tiles by color.

What makes the feeling of being surrounded by mistakes, deformations, and distortions that
are either handmade or caused by nature/time so calm and familiar to the human being?