Untitled, 1-5 (from the exhibition, Mitli Mitlak (Like You, Like Me))

In this series of paintings, Mejri has the infant's quality in an uninhibited flow. Childlike drawings are of the outside ruling body, beaming an image onto the territory, becoming the body of the people, through apparatuses of state control. The politicized body relentlessly wants to free itself but is caught in a conflict with itself, that ultimately divides it.

It is clear that here, violence is not violence, in itself. It comes out as violence...from a very soft space that has been wounded. As in certain rituals, the human spirit seeks to detach itself from all that society has covered it with...and to feel where the origin of the sickness is. Spirits are levitating out from turmoils...pains of a trivialization, where the politicized body is in postures of death like portraits of the living. The voice of liberation, a foreign one (cartoon).