Coney Island Of My Mind

Posted on Feb 20, 2017 in USA | No Comments
Coney Island Of My Mind

The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don’t mind happiness not always being so very much fun if you don’t mind a touch of hell now and then just when everything is fine because even in heaven they don’t sing all the time (excerpt from A Coney Island Of The […]

December 2016

Posted on Jan 2, 2017 in Monthly, Personal, USA | 2 Comments
December 2016

I spent almost all of December in California, a place that’s sort of home and sort of not home at all. It was jam-packed, as these visits tend to be; even better, it made me appreciate being back in Istanbul for the last few days of 2016. I missed the place. Best Of The Month […]

The Dreamspace Between Istanbul and New York City

Posted on Sep 26, 2016 in Photography, Turkey, USA | 8 Comments
The Dreamspace Between Istanbul and New York City

Alison and I met each other in college. We were both theater directors and photography enthusiasts; I piqued her interest in analogue and she turned me towards the weird world of slide film. But we became close more recently, through letters. Alison and I are pen pals. Before I ever wrote a blog, I was […]

Driving Into The Desert, Part 3: Salvation Mountain

Posted on Aug 25, 2016 in Culture, Stories and Essays, USA | No Comments
Driving Into The Desert, Part 3: Salvation Mountain

In case you missed it, here’s Part 1 and here’s Part 2. In 1980, a man named Leonard Knight walked into the desert outside Niland, California and built a monument to God. Like many wild dreams, it collapsed almost immediately. So he tried again, reconstructing his hill of adobe and paint. This time, it took. He […]

Driving Into The Desert, Part 2: The Salton Sea

Posted on Aug 24, 2016 in Culture, Stories and Essays, USA | No Comments
Driving Into The Desert, Part 2: The Salton Sea

In case you missed it, here’s Part 1. Before we reached our ultimate destination of Salvation Mountain, there was another weird pilgrimage to make deep in the California desert. It sneaks up like a mirage, shimmering under the overcast skies. It’s easy to imagine that it’s the hallucination of desert wanderers dying of thirst, except […]

Driving Into The Desert, Part 1: Hicksville, USA

Posted on Aug 23, 2016 in Culture, Stories and Essays, USA | 2 Comments
Driving Into The Desert, Part 1: Hicksville, USA

The most splendid adventures rarely go according to plan. My sister Hillary and I schemed an epic trip into the Southern California desert, visiting a bizarre isolated art piece, staying at a cool and quirky accommodation, and photographing as much as possible. We’ve done stuff like this before. We went to Ljubljana just to see Metelkova […]

DTLA in Black-and-White

Posted on Mar 8, 2016 in Black-and-White Cities, USA | No Comments
DTLA in Black-and-White

Every time I return to LA, my sister and I make a list of everywhere we want to go together. It’s usually a mix of locations old and new. I was eager to return to Downtown LA, a place that surprised and delighted me last time; we intended to visit the Broad but were put […]

A Day At The Broad

Posted on Mar 3, 2016 in Culture, USA | No Comments
A Day At The Broad

I’ve been vocal about my love for LA. Forget Hollywood, forget the insipid stereotype– Los Angeles spills over with creative and driven people, live music, weird projects, natural beauty, unexpected history, and world-class art museums. I thrill every time I return. When I visited in December, Hillary and I were looking forward to checking out […]

Big Sur Is The California Of Our Dreams

Posted on Feb 12, 2016 in USA | No Comments
Big Sur Is The California Of Our Dreams

My parents never take California for granted. They moved to the Bay Area only six months before I moved to Turkey, and I believe that they are on a similar adventure as I am. They try to do something exciting every weekend—maybe biking, or going on a local hike, or taking a trip to one […]

On California, And Me

Posted on Feb 9, 2016 in Personal, USA | 4 Comments
On California, And Me

I kept telling people that I was going home for a month, but it never quite sounded right. I was going to California, to my parents’ house, to the place my stuff lives in the US. But I never lived in California and never feel that complicated nostalgia of longing that often bubbles up when […]