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1994-1995

I feel that I have lost something. I do not know what it is, but I have lost it.

The city as product of the culture and the culture as product of the city.
My cultural condition results from a mixture of cultures: Occident-Orient, Europe-America, Tradition-Modernity.
Istanbul takes part in this cultural background.
My work is located in the line of language of shapes and materials that can be part of a common culture, a common utopia.

Arriving in each new city the traveler finds his own past that he did not know he had: The strangeness of what you are not and do not possess any longer, it waits for you on the way in strange and not possessed places.
Do you travel to revive your past?
Do you travel to find your future?
The traveler recognizes the few that belongs to him when he discovers the much that he never had and will not have.
My steps do not follow what is out of the eyes, but what is inside, buried and erased.1

Perhaps my trip contains something of vainglory, a mix of pain and joy, a trip that has the restlessness of the search for the roots. Maybe it is the trip of a time that looks for its place, of a person guided by his culture that looks for his land and reason. 2

Notes:
1 Calvino, Italo. Le citta invisible
2 Zaki, Ahmad, Rihla.