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Given 2014-03-29 ( Featured by myraincheck )
art in istanbulDuring the time I've been here in Istanbul I've tried to get a look at some of the artworks, albeit only outdoors, of the city. I must say the city isn't really gushing with art. But then is any city?art in istanbul by joshuahartesq
Art is a funny word. Maybe to be clear, I ought to say Fine Art. But does one spot fine art outside? Well, sometimes. One of the things I like about New York City for instance (or many North American cities) is the sculpture you can see outdoors in plazas. That sort of thing, sculpture, is not so commonly spotted in Istanbul, other than heroic war monuments.
Of course, there's the few famous old mosques that still stand from centuries ago. And some attractive old stone buildings in Old Istanbul. But I don't see "art" in the normal sense, at least not outside Taksim. Taksim is a heart of Istanbul (not the only heart) where anything goes. So you'll see and hear things typically modern and "western".
Eleventh Featuring 2014Eleventh Featuring 2014 by hosagu
the theme you'll see is obvious
Lots of thoughts and lots of tenderness
to all of you with your great talent
and the way you see...
(PS: SORRY FOR THE BAD FORMATING... IT LOOKS LIKE A BUG ON DA IS GIVING US TROUBLES...)
Sun loves me by SandyManase
behind the veil by jaelise
Untitled by Laysa
Ladybug by yavuzselimturan
Lily's lament by baineann
Toned In Tones by Life-takers-crayons
Current mood: lonely
'Cause I'm not a real street photographer: yesterday, as I was waiting for someone, with my nikon hanging around my neck, I started to take a look around. And that's how I got it. I'm a photographer of the wait. I don't look for shots. I find them in the pauses. That's why I love to take pictures in the subway, in bars: because I wait for the right shot, I don't look for it. All in all, it perfectly fits with my being. I'm motionless, it's life that changes my colour, my age. -Batsceba Hardy
perché non sono una vera fotografa di strada: ieri, aspettando una persona, con la mia nikon al collo, ho cominciato a guardarmi attorno. ed è così che ho capito. io sono una fotografa dell'attesa. non cerco gli scatti. li trovo nelle pause. per questo amo fotografare nella metropolitana, nei bar: perché aspetto lo scatto, non lo cerco. ma in fondo combacia perfettamente con il mio essere. io sono immobile, è la vita che mi trasforma, colora, invecchia. - Batsceba Hardy
I've stopped thinking. and i'm dumb waiting for the Great Mystery hug. I've been looking for it wandering about the streets in a city that doesn't belong to me, I've been looking for it letting water drop on me to shut my pain up. yet i've just met the other's rage and i've been annihilated. like i was annihilated as a child before someone raising their voice, a slap in the face i didn't understand. i'm not cut out for life. i don't have nails. i always expect understanding, explanations, love. but i can't change. and i'll keep on roaming with my disability to live, listening to the distant echo of the Great Mystery which will ease my pain. i don't know how to live but i know how to love. and i'll keep on walking trying not to to tread on the ant crossing my path.
Current Residence: Berlin
Favourite genre of music: all
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams, Urs Lüthi, Yuri Bonder. Man Ray ... ...
Favourite style of art: surrealism, all
Operating System: Mac
MP3 player of choice: none
Favourite cartoon character: Corto Maltese
Personal Quote: peace and love