Istanbul, the meeting point of worlds far apart

“Çok yaşayan değil çok gezen bilir”
“Not he who lived long knows, but he who travelled much”
– Turkish proverb

Istanbul, 28 June-4 July 2014
In Istanbul, two Italians, a Greek, a Chilean, a Colombian and a Costa Rican all coming from Sweden and jumping in the same cab is definitely not an extraordinary or in any other way noteworthy fact. One might argue that in our mobile world we surely were not the first, nor will we be the last, or that it is not an uncommon thing to see elsewhere either. But different from many other cities, it feels like Istanbul has long ago given up taking stock of who walks her streets. Having embraced its millennia-old role as crossroads for thousands of people from everywhere in the known world, keeping track of what language they speak, where they are from, where they are headed and with whom, is just pointless. Continue reading “Istanbul, the meeting point of worlds far apart”


Men and women have since long been using and transforming the territory. Campfires turned into forest fires, rocks and bones reveal graveyards or rubbish dumpsters, cave paintings turn barren rock into early day cathedrals. Then, diverted rivers, carved out hillocks and filled up marshlands leave room to quarries and roads, factory yards and heavy machinery. Seeds were sown, and roofs were built, each leaving a trace to mark the passage of those men and women through the landscape.

This project collects traces both ancient and recent of men and women’s presence on the territory, and the contrast of modernity coexisting with traditional ways of life. I am not a professional photographer and I don’t pretend to be one. Most of the pictures here were captured “on the spot” with whatever equipment I had available.




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