We’re alive to not rest, but to strive.
We’re waves, yet if still, we won’t survive
-Saeb-e-Tabrizi, 16th-17th-century Persian poet
There exist turbulent waves between me and the island of Hengam, each referring to a brief moment. Every time they are born, I seem to witness their disappearance. In the same way as a moment, every time I approach one, I am simultaneously moving away from it. The essence of the island and its seclusion, nonetheless, gives space to my solitude as well as its new guests to experience a touch of relief in those transient split seconds.
Hengam (meaning moment in English, Persian: هنگام) is an island that covers an area of approximately 50 square kilometers in th...