Gulistan’s insight into life can be found in her paintings. With herself being an element of the painting, her will crosses time, embodied by the subtle change in lines and colors. The change finally makes a space for an image. In the boundless space, she recalls her memory, piece by piece, attentively polishing them. These memories are silently whispering while she listens with all ears, echoing the sound in her soul. Thus she makes time a trace of memory, treasuring it up in her paintings. As fragile as it is, the trace is unyielding, sensitive and rich in meaning. Isn’t it fine and real?