Abbas takes us on a retrospective journey into his homeland but his photographs and text also present us with an introspective logbook kept for more than thirty years. In this book, Abbas has structured his images around three words/series:
“Revolutions” shows an Iran of the Shah and the murmuring street, the cortège of ministers, and the insane stack of their cadavers at the morgue once the revolutionary spirit subsided.

“Exiles” evokes the war in Irak and the impossibility for him to return. He takes the occasion to ponder Khomeini’s confiscation of the revolution and investigates his position...