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Sessiz oturabilir miyiz seninle
Aramızda yaprakların hışırtısından
Ve ceylanların hayata çıkışından
Başka bir ses olmadan

K. Sayar




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I knew I had to go there alone. While the rest were busy downstairs with the photo shooting, I went there, to the very top floor of this old building in Çukurcuma.

I feel lucky to have been able to photograph it’s beauty before it is renovated for a possible hotel, and I know I was lucky to have spent a couple of days in this building witnessing it’s last days as a ruin. I will share other photographs in the coming days, hope you like them…

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That color of the old paint… Someone had to remember it…

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 “Solitary. But not in the sense of being alone. Not solitary in the way Thoreau was, for example, exiling himself in order to find out where he was; not solitary in the way Jonah was, praying for deliverance in the belly of the whale. Solitary in the sense of retreat. In the sense of not having to see himself, of not having to see himself being seen by anyone else.”

Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude

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  I was with you always, yet who were you with ?

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Everything is just beautiful about this place.

Here are some photographs I’ve taken last week in Hagia Sophia.

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