Tarragona, In Photos

A summary of my time in Tarragona, from a new project of mine.

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I have always had a love for photography, my first foray with a cheap disposable, my mother still marvels at how I used to snap everything. From loved ones to the seemingly mundane view from my bedroom window. I have always been fascinated with time, how it passes, how it cannot be retrieved. I still see photography as a way to cheat time. Life being a series of moments once passed that we cannot get back.

When I photograph a place  I try to capture it’s essence and how it made me feel. Tarragona is a place I lived in for almost a year, a small Catalan (not Spanish!!) city, built on ruins that are a reminder of it’s history as the capital of the Roman empire in Spain. These photos may not do justice to the beauty of the place. It is stunning. It does however, so something…

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My year in Istanbul in Photos

My school year long adventure in the city that is never still, never boring and never calm is officially over. My last days in Istanbul, contrary to preconceived notions of how it would be, were not spent seeing all of the touristy sites that I missed out on. Logistical failures, bad planning on my half and being so damn exhausted from the Turkish school year which only has three weeks of holidays (the last being those at the beginning of February) and the hour and a half slog to anything interesting all got in the way. In the end I failed to see the inside of Topkapi Palace AND the Hagia Sofia. I promised myself I would go throughout the year, putting it off thinking I had all the time in the world. As usually goes with these things, all the time in the world goes by quicker the time it takes to check into the Turkish airlines flight out of there. All the more reason to go back!

The thing about living there was that when you are in the middle of it, living and breathing the polluted air, I seemed to do all I could to think of the quickest way out of there.  Looking back I wish I savoured each moment more. But then, when looking back everything takes on the rose tinted hue that comes with nostalgia and not knowing what you have till its gone. There is a place in my heart reserved for this city, a city although ugly on the outside has the sort of interesting beauty of a California Condor. Outwardly ugly yes but when one takes the time to observe this graceful creature you will see a gentle beauty in its movements.

Well maybe not that ugly

Well maybe not that ugly

 

I cannot say what I will miss the most, the solidarity shared through the hour and a half long metrobus ride with those unfortunates who also happen to live in the nether regions of the city? Being taught how to swing dance at a party? The death defying dolmus rides with the ridiculous uphill road climbing feat at the end getting us to Taksim in style? Mary’s Chicken in Bakirkoy with their wedges, cheese and gravy? The blissful quiet enjoyed on the car free Princes Islands? Leaving a friends house to be greeted with throat clogging, eye burning tear gas fumes? The 5 lira beer and tequila’s of Voodoo shared with friends from all over the world, becoming youtube DJ’s for the night? The back alley 7 lira kofte durum open to the 6 o’clock in the morning riff raff looking for their post party fix? Those fleeting moments on lucky ferry rides over the Bosphorus when you spy dolphins chasing the boat, only to disappear as if something imagined in a hungover haze when you finally manage to get your camera out? I really cannot pin-point or sum up my favourite moments of this year it was all damn bloody good, even those shite moments when all you want to do is get away from the all encompassing grey and breathe fresher, greener air.

Here are some of my photo highlights…

 

The madness of Istikal Street

The madness of Istikal Street

 

Srineveler melons.

Srineveler melons.

Outside the New Mosque

Outside the New Mosque

Never dull

Sultanahmet, never dull..

Avcilar seaside skatepark. Living deep west has its perks.

Avcilar seaside skatepark. Living deep west has its perks.

An abandoned restaurant, Yildiz Park.

An abandoned restaurant, Yildiz Park.

Election time beef.

Election time beef.

One of many strays.

One of many strays.

Taksim!!

Taksim!!

Abandoned train at the abandoned train station.

Abandoned train at the abandoned train station.

Dining on the Asian side of the Bosphorus.

Dining on the Asian side of the Bosphorus.

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Haydarpasa, the abandoned train station.

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I miss waking to the sound of construction in the morning.

A lucky bit of greenery by our place.

A lucky bit of greenery by our place… Now ya see it…..

 

...Now ya don't... The same place a couple of weeks later... that is SOOO Istanbul

…Now ya don’t… The same place a couple of weeks later… that is SOOO Istanbul

Smogset.

Smogset.

In Kadikoy

In Kadikoy

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Byukada Wildlife

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At Buyukada, The largest of the Princes Islands.

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Remembering those who died in Soma

Remembering those who died in Soma

Tarlabasi

Tarlabasi

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#letmetakeaselfie

#letmetakeaselfie

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Obligatory Grand Bazar shot

Obligatory Grand Bazar shot

One of many pasajs

One of many pasajs

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Kadikoy

Kadikoy

Princes Islands

Princes Islands

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Obligatory Blue Mosque Shot

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Sultanhamet

Obligatory Hagia Sofia shot.

Harbour

Harbour

Basillica Cistern

Basillica Cistern

Eminonu and I.

Eminonu and I.

Kadikoy Coast

Kadikoy Coast

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Istanbul Tulip Festival

Istanbul Tulip Festival

more strays

more strays

Cumhuriyet Mahallesi. The place we called home for 9 months.

Cumhuriyet Mahallesi. The place we called home for 9 months.

My last view of the Bosphorus

My last view of the Bosphorus