The Iranian painter Hamid Yaraghchi’s latest body of work springs from a poem by Michael Leunig. “When the heart / Is cut or cracked or broken / Do not clutch it,” the first lines read, “Let the wound lie open …” Yaraghchi paints bodies in nature. They are incomplete, injured, and even ugly. She questions the way we equate wholeness and autonomy with beauty, and plays with Leunig’s ideas surrounding injured bodies. When “You let it all unravel,” both Leunig and Yaraghchi seem to agree, you find freedom—“A path on which to travel.” —Clara Molot