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Konyaaltı Beach in the morning. The photo was taken with an Olympus 28-120 SLR. When I hold an analog camera in my hands, it feels like I'm stepping into a different dimension of time. Every time I advance the film with that lever, hearing that mechanical sound echoing in my ears, I know this is something beyond just taking photographs. This is a ritual, a moment to breathe, a process of contemplation. Where Digital Can Never Reach You know, in the digital world, people think

Midyat is one of Southeastern Anatolia's stories written in stone. This ancient city, located east of Mardin, bears the traces of Mesopotamian cultures for thousands of years. The architectural texture of the Assyrian, Syriac, Artuqid, and Ottoman periods has survived here virtually intact to this day. In Midyat, stone is not just a building material; it is a language. Every house facade, every arched street, speaks silently, its colors changing with the angle of the sun. The

In every handmade carpet lies a story — one that was never written but patiently woven. Each thread carries the rhythm of a weaver’s hands, the heartbeat of a home, and the quiet endurance of tradition. These carpets are more than decorative art; they are living documents of culture. Faded reds and deep indigos tell of earth and sky, of roots and belonging. The imperfections — a misaligned motif, a missing knot — are not mistakes but moments of humanity left in the fabric. Wh

Adana is one of those cities where stone, sun, and history intertwine. As you walk through these lands, you hear not only the present but also the voices of centuries. A sense of time, hidden in the streets, in the bay windows of shadowy old mansions, and in the silent stone walls, lingers. At the heart of the city, Taşköprü (Stone Bridge), standing since Roman times, is not just a transportation route; it is a line of memory. Bathed in the sun along the river, this bridge ca

In the heart of Diyarbakır, beneath the watchful eyes of ancient city walls, stands the Amed Grand Mosque — a masterpiece of faith carved in stone. Built in the 11th century, it is one of Anatolia’s oldest mosques, layered with the traces of empires that once passed through these lands. Each arch and column tells a story. Byzantine fragments, Roman stones, and Artuqid carvings coexist here, their languages blending into one silent harmony. Time has polished every surface into