In the heart of green forests and for life, I am the last Iranian deer, remaining of my generation. Once upon a time, this forest was full of the laughter and play of deer. But now, there is silence. My friends, my ancestors have all disappeared and I am left alone. Every morning, when the sun rises through the trees, I remember those happy days. I remember how we used to hang out with my friends by the streams; But now, I can only hear the sound of the wind caressing the trees and recalling the sweet memories of the past.
I have decided to continue living. In the middle of the night, when the stars are shining in the sky, I look at them and say to myself, “I have to live. I must be the voice of my generation." This hope gives me strength.
This is my story, the story of the last Iranian deer who continues to live with hope and love and tries to keep the memory of his generation alive...
I'm a digital artist and this art is a combination of Ai and collage and has become a motion. And I have collaborated with this design. #AEW