This work serves as a synthesis of two ongoing explorations: Wild Trees of My Garden and the Letters to Maman series. The project began in the heart of the Hirkanian forests—specifically, within the grounds of an 80-year-old traditional home in the village of Zardekand, Tonekabon. There, I installed unprepared floral fabrics onto the wild trees, leaving them exposed to the elements for six months.
Through this duration, the landscape acted as a co-creator; sunlight, rainfall, insects, and the rhythms of forest life collaborated to transform the textiles, imbuing them with a weathered, organic complexity. Two years later, these transmuted fabrics became the canvas for a series of visual letters addressed to my mother. The choice of delicate materials reflects the inherent fragility and strength of a mother’s essence, mirrored in the primal, nurturing spirit of the Hirkanian forest. In this work, the forest and the mother become synonymous—both are ancient, boundless, and life-giving forces that shape the tapestry of our existence.
