This collection is a narrative of the "filthy, damned contradictions" we are forced to silently accept. It all begins with the metaphor of a blocked highway. You are stuck in traffic, the road is closed, yet you still have to pay the toll. The billboards don't talk to you; they issue commands. You are told to enjoy the journey, regardless of how absurd and contradictory the destination has become. This is the suffocating sense of indebtedness for a journey you never chose.

The core of this work lies in a striking image from the streets of Tehran: a sign where the name "Mahatma Gandhi"—a champion of peace—is written right next to the name "Khaled Islambouli"—the assassin of Anwar Sadat. Peace and terror, shoulder to shoulder on a cold metal plate, guide you to a common address in the city center. This is not just a sign; it is the embodiment of a chaotic reality where meanings collide and neutralize each other.

Painting this work is my way of paying this price. This painting serves as the "receipt" for the tolls on these roads. The work captures the anger of the viewer who stands against this visual audacity—the anger of being forced to swallow a reality where values have been inverted. "Toll Road" is not a landscape; it is a portrait of the heavy cost we pay for living in a geography of contradictions; a place where we must pay to pass through, even when the logic of the road has collapsed.