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İnandır beni dünya

Yıllar geçti ve birşey kaybetmedim hayretimden

Herkes bir saat alsa da çoğalmaz zaman

Ve ben bazı şeyleri açıklayamam

Mevlana İdris

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Never Forget

This one is for Srebrenica.

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The National Library of Bosnia and Herzegovina, Sarajevo.

1.5 million volumes and over 155,000 rare books were completely destroyed in 1992, during the Siege of Sarajevo.

Photographs are from a couple of years ago… There was an installation about the massacre at the Library in ruins; a timber boat full of old shoes and a portrait of him looking right into your eyes… And it was all very very quiet…

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A room of…

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“To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is…at last, to love it for what it is, and then to put it away.”
Virginia Woolf
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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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