A whole spectrum of tiles and precisely calculated squinches had me drooling over what lied above my head for too long. Long enough for me to only realize when my sunglasses had hit the ground with a bang!
Here’s a thing. I tend to wear my glasses on my head when I don’t use them. It has become like a signature look but I really just do so I don’t have to get them out from my bag every single time and also because they help keep my scarf in place. So you can imagine that traveling in Iran has cost me a few pairs. In fact, now that I think about it, Iran is just not a very hat/sunglasses or even a neck friendly place. As soon as you enter a building you’re staggered by the ceiling and beguiled to stare above for ages and you’d probably only realize when you’re neck starts to hurt or you feel you might just fall on your back if you keep staring for longer.
But I have a theory, and it says that nothing like an Iranian ceiling can epitomize oriental opulence and decadence in a better way. Its vastness and never ending details sometimes highlighted by the flickering light sneaking inside through small latticed windows is a grandeur feast for the eyes. And this is not specific to a few cities. No! no! This happens everywhere. Even in the tiniest mosques and palaces, lavishing the ceiling was top priority to Persian architects and craftsmen.
I probably don’t need to explain why I’m always drawn to ceilings of Iran when it comes to Persian architecture and never loose the chance to photograph. So I thought I’d share some of my favourite ceiling of Iran with you today and give you glimpse of what’s waiting to be discovered. Enjoy! 😉