Zan Ring

I moved to the US when I was 14 but prior to that, I had experienced the tyranny of this regime firsthand. When this revolution was just in its early stages, I like many other Iranians, felt overwhelmed with emotions: pride, anger, sadness. So I did the only thing I know how to do and sat down to channel my feelings into my work. I didn’t have an idea of what I was making but just sat down and started carving wax and cried and cried. The result is this ring that I dedicate to the brave women of my country and this revolutionary revolution. I dedicate this ring to Zhina, to Nika, to Sarina, to my sister who got 40 lashes, to my 13 year old self that had to spend a night in jail, to my maman who did everything to protect us, to our Afghan sisters, and to all the women who are still suffering at the hands of dictators, patriarchy, and religious extremism.