Yosra Mojtahedi

Volcanahita emerges as a contemplative ritual, an organic-machine embodying the delicate melding of feminist archaeology and a reinterpretation of ancient, lost civilizations. Inspired by the inner fires of volcanoes and the mythical tale of Anahita, the goddess of pristine waters, Volcanahita floats and comes to life in a black basin, where the black oil of industry becomes a nourishing substance, rising and falling in sacred sensuality.

This work thus becomes a poetic allegory of the duality inherent in our existence. Like a phoenix of recycled machines, organic pipes and pumps, Volcanahita explores the post-apocalyptic landscape, symbolizing death and rebirth, destruction and regeneration. Volcanoes, enigmatic guardians of time, project bursts of healing fire and purifying water.

Every detail of this creation reflects the strata of feminine thought, questioning our relationship with the material world. As a sacred warrior, Volcanahita invites us to meditate on the fragile harmony of our existence, where fluid and mist intertwine their enigmas in the silent epic of the sacred.

Volcanahita, forged from recycled machinery, organic pipes and pumps, is a sculpture born of the encounter between art and technology, marked by the imprint of time and transformation.

Organic forms, delicate glass sculptures, add a timeless dimension to this body. Like crystallized organs of fire, these glass pieces have undergone the same alchemical process as volcano lava, frozen in an eternal moment of metamorphosis.
The floor surrounding the liquid basin is lined with black pozzolan, offering a multi-sensory dimension of the land of volcanoes. Fluids circulate, accompanied by the gentle murmur of flowing water, creating a meditative atmosphere.

Volcanahita thus becomes a reflection on the coexistence of the natural and the manufactured, the primitive and the technological. Black oil, once functional and now reborn, carries with it echoes of the industrial past, while nourishing this landscape of forms frozen in eternal gestation. Each component, whether mechanical or organic, tells a story of renewal, frozen in visual poetry that transcends the limits of time.