After a month in this cloudy city I realized “nice” means sunny. In juxtaposition, it’s “nice” in Tehran when it rains, or after it has just rained. A year in Seattle passed and I finally built a bridge: No matter where you are, a day is nice when you see the mountains–stratovolcanoes to be exact. Now to see Damavand in Tehran, you need a good amount of rain, enough to improve the air quality from “very unhealthy” to “unhealthy for the sensitive groups”; conversely, to see Tahoma (Rainier) in Seattle, you need a good amount of sun, enough to kill the light pollution of all those therapy lamps.

A decade in Seattle and I am a bridge...

We are often attracted to people with opposite personalities and looks, opposite imperfections, perhaps to cancel out our own imbalances. Not because a tall morning person is the best partner for a short night owl but because, as the grumpy German philosopher, Arthur Schopenhauer puts it, the will-to-life force inside us wants us to give birth to balanced babies. Forget about how wrong Schopenhauer might be for a second and let’s extend his theory of attraction to cities. Yes, cities and not countries. Because, unlike countries, cities are not just dead myths whose agents end our romantic relationships, waste our lives with mandatory military services, reject our visas, and ban us from dancing in our friends’ weddings or holding our parents’ hands after chemo sessions. Unlike countries, cities are real; They have meanings and personalities. We can love them, hate them, live them, leave them, and they can live together inside us jetlagged immigrants who never fully leave and never fully arrive. We, like children of divorce, force cities to transform their differences into commonalities; we keep living the double life, with all its advantages and traumas, and become bridges that house their long-distance relationships.

Being that bridge for over a decade we believe that Seattle and Tehran share the requisite opposite imperfections to have strong feelings for each other. Tehran: an unintentional aimless train that is often cruel and always late; Seattle: an intentional healthy high-tech canoe that is sometimes naive and always in motion. Tehran: a concrete jungle full of hopelessness and past, wherein randomness murders tomorrow and pain and pleasure walk hand in hand. Seattle: a calm lake full of control and productivity, wherein minutes are important and tomorrow is the main object of worship. They would be strongly into each other, don’t you agree?

In ANTiPODE, we want to explore this potentially charged relationship by presenting video art, experimental music, short/long films, drawing, paintings, prints and posters from leading artists who still live in Tehran (either physically or in heart) to force Seattle and Tehran to interact, so they can give birth to balance, we feel at home for a while, and like-minded artists in Tehran and Seattle create meaningful long-term connections. We invite you to join us on this exciting and challenging journey by attending our events which will include gallery visits, jazz nights, electronic music shows, and video/film events.

Let’s use ANTiPODE as an excuse to talk about what it feels to be a jetlagged immigrant and what it takes to feel at home in a new city.