From one of the most important and acclaimed writers at work today,
here is a new novel—part murder mystery, part love story—set
amid the perils of religious repression in 16th-century Istanbul.
When the Sultan commissions a great book to celebrate his royal self and
his extensive dominion, he directs Enishte Effendi to assemble a cadre of
the most acclaimed artists in the land. Their task: to illuminate the work
in the European style. But because figurative art can be deemed an affront
to Islam, this commission is a dangerous proposition indeed, and no one
in the elite circle can know the full scope or nature of the project.
Panic erupts when one of the chosen miniaturists disappears, and the
Sultan demands answers within three days. The only clue to the mystery—or
crime?—lies in the half-finished illuminations themselves. Has an
avenging angel discovered the blasphemous work? Or is a jealous contender
for the hand of Enishte’s ravishing daughter, the incomparable Shekure,
somehow to blame?
My Name Is Red is at once a fantasy and a philosophical puzzle,
a kaleidoscopic journey to the intersection of art, religion, love, sex,