I lived six months in Northwestern Turkey.
During this time I explored the area with my boyfriend. Armed with a 22-year-old camera I tried to capture the beauty of the region, its cities, sceneries, and secrets.
I gazed at mosques, crowds, seasides.
I admired prayers, smiles, waves.
I engraved in my heart the bustle of bazaars, the timeless chaos, the ordinary weekdays.
It is so easy to fall in love with an old camera’s shutter sound. To wait weeks or months until you finally hold a photo. To try and fail, and try again. An analog camera doesn’t forgive. An analog photo is harsh. It tells you the truth, it’s the ultimate #nofilter experience.
While living in Turkey I captured the everydays: the prayers, the shopping, the struggles, the selfies, the family dinners- things that made me feel at home in Turkey.
Want to know more about Turkey? Check the following links:
Day trip from Istanbul: Edirne
Rose harvesting in Isparta, Turkey
Pamukkale: a journey to the “cotton castle” of Turkey
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