Shreds...about Kave Golestan's life, in Tehranavenue site:
"...All these images are dark or white. Photographs throw rocks, demolish ruins, and kill death. Images bring presence to the past, soften a hard part of history: part of the revolution, part of Kurdistan, part of death. The result is unimportant. But it is essential to record. Recording Reality...."Nothing scares me. Nothing surprises me. I have little sense left. I have seen it all,"...Kaveh knew isolation and the nightmare of the dead. He died under the sky, on the ground, both of which he knew well...."