Writer
Mansooreh also wrote many art reviews in various Iranian media. In her critiques she was unbiased, informative, and analytic. For example, in her article Why exhibitions have no viewers? (reviewing Guity Novin's exhibition Expression of Silence), published in Kayhan in November, 1971, she observed that Iranian intelligentsia ignored important exhibitions such as the recently held exhibition of Henry Moore in the National Museum of Iran. She wrote:
A friend who was just back from Europe was asking me "what’s the matter? Is it possible to see the original works by Henry Moore? This is the event of the century. We have to plan in advance for visiting such an exhibition, we have to be checked by electronic cameras, and security gourds that protect such treasures, etc." and yet when I asked an icon of the Iranian modern poetry in the theatre of museum that "have you visited Henry Moore’s sculptures?" He replied "those torsos? ..yeh, but I thought they are your works?"
Then she moved to her critique of Novin’s work:"Expression of Silence, was a poetic designation for Guity’s exhibition in the Negar Galley." She concluded the article with her verdict:
There was a consistency in her selection of subjects -- a testament to perspicacious and enlightened character of the artist. The choice of colours, selection of gradation of hue, which explicitly used more-or-less the same tonality in all the works, revealed the story of artist’s unfaltering and inquisitive mind.
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