I called Sanandaj today and spoke to Haddi. I explained that I wouldn't be able to visit him this summer and he told me that everyone was expecting me as it was part of my routine to go to Kurdestan every summer. I felt bad about this, but it's not possible to squeeze in so much in three weeks. Mokarrameh's workshop took up the time I had set aside for Kurdestan. I'm not too concerned because I have already visited Haddi two summers in a row and more or less have a lot of information on him and his practice, and the workshop was a great experience.
I went to the post office this morning and mailed three boxes to Kurdestan. A box went to Haddi with books and a CD of images of artwork, a box went to a distant Ardalan cousin with magazines of horses (he is writing his thesis on Persian horses), and a third box went to my third cousin, an Ardalan, who just had a baby. The third box contained baby gifts.
I did make a trip to the Tehran Museum of Contemporary Art this morning and it was such a disappointment. All the contemporary art was locked away and the museum had nothing but a show on clothing. I spoke to the head of the museum who said the artworks had to be put away because they were getting ruined in the light! Hah! Can you find a better excuse?
It's late and I have to get back home. But before I go, here is a picture of my cousin Shahrokh who just came back from Germany where he had a very successful musical performance.
