"Kasra is a sleepwalker. Whether he walks along the coast or wanders through Paris, he brings back from his sleepy peregrinations photos that seem to emerge from his dreams. Kasra is asleep, but with her eye wide open. Look at its jetties or dikes that go to get lost in the distance, where the ocean desert meets the cosmic desert...
Aren't you dizzy in front of the spaces that its objective designates for us? The silhouette of a lighthouse, a beacon, a lantern, a manufactured landmark, sometimes reminds us that the industrious man has passed down here. Because even her city, Kasra sees it as a virgin, uninhabited land.
His work explores depopulated worlds. It celebrates emptiness, absence.
Listen to his photos: not a sound.... Listen to this pure silence, it is that of the heavenly infinity, of the origins and of the found peace."
Gérard Pussey, writer and journalist