How war, corruption, and land subsidence are undoing Iran’s cultural heritage The missiles arrived late to a demolition already underway. […]

I last visited Chehel Sotoun in the beginning of 2009, on a road trip with my father and my beloved

Golestan Palace in Tehran and the White City in Tel Aviv do not resemble one another at first glance. One

There is a particular kind of moral vandalism that only our era could mass-produce: dressing a claim in a photograph,

Yesterday, Golestan’s windows learned the oldest lesson in architecture: history isn’t “over,” it just sometimes arrives without taking its shoes

به هنرمندان، خلاقان، و متخصصان میراث فرهنگیِ ایران، و به‌ویژه آنان که زیر فشار، زیر نظارت، زیر اندوه کار می‌کنند،

To the artists, creatives, and heritage professionals of Iran, and especially to those working under pressure, under surveillance, under grief,

Fourteen years before I wrote “Footnotes in the Mist,” I learned what fog feels like when it’s pumped straight into

SILENCE is not a clerical error. It is a position, performed with a straight face, then dressed up as “complexity”