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OUR CHANGING ARCHITECTURAL UNDERSTANDING
I try to remember my childhood. I try to picture the places in my mind that I lived and how our garden was. Occasionally the instantiations that I capture is causing smiles on my face. I see that my grandma is playing with the roses with her stick in the garden. Plum trees, black mulberries, apple, pear and other things are forming in my eyes. My grandfather is trying to read the heavy book in his book on the couch. Chickens…ducks…
THE VOICE OF THE DOORS
Beaters are the miracle composition of the nature and the sounds of the Kapadokya houses. The ones in lyra shape, are a reference to its function; the lion is to the animal which we lived together once upon a time… The static part on the wood wing get dark with the time and the abrasion and brightness comes to the meaning that the house is living.
GÜLDANUR
I do not know the reason why I remembered her after long years but, I am continuing to keep her alive inside me insistently as proving there is someone who does not forget her. A person whose name is Guldanur and now no one feel the absence of her came and went from this world...
THE FUTURE OF ISTANBUL
Starting with the baroque and rude architecture of the Nuru Ottoman Mosque in second part of the eighteenth Century, with the effects of this; the high cultural values of the Istanbul from the beginning of nineteenth century, architecture and city features were demolished in all stages with an increase.
“MUSIC” IS A LIFE STYLE
Everybody look at the world according to aspect of their own eyes;
And the number of worlds is equal to number of people…
All of the people are beautiful in my own world,
The most important thing is to look good, see good and able to see the good…
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