I was a kid. It was summer. I was lying on the veranda and making shapes, stories and dreams by clouds. Then drew them in a small painting notebook: Colored Imagination! Blue, red, yellow… I grew up! Clouds turned to gray stains on canvas. No difference! Like before. Now, I make shapes, stories and dreams, but in gray! While I’m looking for the lost blue!
"..Darouei's paintings show some kind of avoiding the reality that emerges sometimes as nostalgia, sometimes as feeling absence for the lost past.."
Roueen Pakbaz, 6th Tehran Painting Biennial
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