The flat, rocky surface in this section of Tehran is punctuated at regular intervals by high-rise condos. Nearly all are still under construction; other people have simply been finished but are nevertheless empty. The manic traffic and the congested streets of downtown Tehran have faded away out here, west of the center.
We’re headed for just one of this few busy structures right right here, the no-expenses-spared Lebina resort. The green radiance associated with the hotel’s massive sign lights up the wilderness. It really is afternoon that is late the sunlight is establishing, and we’re halfway through a wedding. I will be in an automobile with wedding photographer Somayeh Pakar, two of her assistants, more DSLR cameras than I am able to count, a hefty camcorder, endless battery pack packages, lights, tripods, rig kits, reflectors, and a crane on tires. Continue reading Separate festivities for females and males suggest opportunities for female photographers in Iran.