The Power of Public Spaces. A Reflection to Process Trauma.

A Question

“Is it possible to live in this world, psychologically without becoming anything?”

(Krishnaramuti, 1980)

In 2016 I asked myself this question. At the time I was in Sweden studying a course in software engineering and management. By 2018 I was preparing to leave Istanbul and meet an old friend in Tehran. A couple months before while living in Eskisehir, Turkey, I was shot in the head. A hooded man followed at me in night, shot me in the head, and slashed my forehead breaking a beer bottle over it. It was a violent assault.

There wasn’t any reason for someone to attack me. The attack happened when I was walking beside a dark canal at night in Eskisehir, Turkey. I noticed the man, dismissed the potential danger as an illusion of fear and put my hands on a tree beside the canal to calm myself. He followed behind me and by the time I turned he’d fired point at my forehead. But he didn’t kill me. The bullet directed downwards and lodged itself in my jaw so I survived. The event changed me. It changed my reason for science. I started with the question “How can I heal after this trauma?”. It was a chance to start applying my scientific knowledge for a real purpose.

Artistic depiction of a shooting incident showing an individual with an X-ray image highlighting a bullet lodged in their head.

The image above is an x-ray with the bullet in my head. I’ve decided to place this against a background of classical Iranian tile brick patterns. In the top left corner is my drawing reimagined of the man who shot me. This is rough sketch of the man who was drinking beer and followed me an hour before I was shot. With police help we found this man again. But there was no hard evidence to pin him to the shooting. Because it was dark and the figure was hooded. In this art I’ve interpreted us separated in our reflection of the events that night. I am exist calm in the memory empowered to not repeat this act but revitalise humanity with something better. Though questions of how to bring justice to what happened remain and inspire my research into more sustainable development.

A Bus to Tehran and a Journey Through Mountains

On the bus to Tehran I felt excited at my friend’s suggestion to ride bicycles from Hamedan to Shiraz. The memory of the shooting and leaving a situationship motivated me to start the journey. My physical body was more healed but mentally there was still a lot I needed to unravel. I decided to approach the journey with my curiosity for science and intention to heal.

Our journey started from Hamedan. From Hamedan we rode up to the Ganjnameh Ancient Inscriptions then to Morad Tea House. From the tea house we descended the ski road at lighting speed into the valley. Spring mountain scenery passing us in a blur. I took that moment to breath in the beauty of nature and felt an exciting fear with my friend. The adrenaline of racing down the mountains on bicycles in spring with a good friend. The wheels on our bikes were turning and helping to unravel the trauma.

I would like to have a picture sketch in black and white of two friends different in appearance. One Australian man and the other Iranian man ages 25 and 40. We are riding on two bicycles down a steep mountain road covered with flowers. They are smiling at each other. The mountain is covered with tiled patterns of Shiraz architecture.

Inviting Beauty Into Public Spaces

The architecture of Iran after the shooting inspired me with profound feelings. I realised it was both the mind we were healing and our environment. The two were inseparable. It was a therapy sitting in quiet places looking at repetitive art designs. Being surrounded by art patterns and natural elements. And there wasn’t any expectation to be anything. That allowed me to go deeper into reflection with myself. In a small garden courtyard in the bazaar of Arak. Under the archways of Isfahan’s Naqsh-e Jahan Square mosques. Playful sparrows darting across the square up into the air and diving back down. The buildings in the environment invited me to reflect. And that helped me reprocess the trauma into something that inspired me. I didn’t need to fear, and I didn’t need to seek revenge. I found something out about myself. That I wanted to leave something behind for future generations. Something artistic and transformational like these Persian artists had done. Public spaces inviting us with safety and inspiring us with beauty.

Iranian architecture blends with quiet spaces and repetitive art. A person’s expression, Vietnamese woman, is reflected against background art patterns and clouds, with a small garden courtyard in Arak’s bazaar and morphed archways of Isfahan’s Naqsh-e Jahan Square mosques. Playful sparrows dart and dive. Wispy wings. Inviting reflection in MC Escher watercolor style. Black and white.

Creating Public Spaces Safe and Inclusive

At a personal level I connected with an inspiring experience but, how could I bring this into the lives of others? Like those Persian artists and architects had done ! This inquiry wasn’t without conflicts. And for a long time I struggled. At Southern Cross University, Lismore I felt an emotional breakthrough. I was relieved when reading there was a global initiative to make public spaces safer. This was Sustainable Development Goal 11.7. It aims to make public spaces safe and inclusive.

Since finishing university I’ve continued with this pursuit of knowledge. On how to use science to transition our public spaces into places that reduce violence. Like the artists of Iran I want make something beautiful for others. I want to create beautiful and safe public spaces to reprocess our traumas. This way society has a better chance at re-finding itself with less fear and revenge. It has the chance to find itself with more empowered solutions that help us become a less violent society. Like I was able to do.

A Invitation for Musical Reflection

After reading this article I invite you to listen to Aurora by Kristjan Jarvi from the album Nordic Escapes. Similar to my experience, this music “describes a fresh start to an old flame, mysterious, magical, wonderous light that transports to the north, that is full of hope and awe. Having gone through one of the most difficult emotional journeys of his life the piece expresses the emotions of love, sorrow, longing and hope.” (Aldeeb, 2022, 03:18:40).

References

Aldeeb, T. (2022, September, 22). Sunday Afternoon. ABC Classics. https://www.abc.net.au/listen/programs/classic-sunday-afternoon/sunday-afternoon/104266580

Krishnamurti, J. (1980, July, 08). The movement of thought and becoming. Jkrishnamurti.org. https://jkrishnamurti.org/content/movement-thought-and-becoming