For the Sake of the Journey, Not the Harbour
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On a paddle board off Simi I watch Emre fall, learn and enjoy himself, and I ask whether the harbour was ever the point.
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In Praise of Beauty
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Beauty will get you called naive, yet a building turns out beautiful when client and architect feel they are on the same side.
The Hardest Thing Is to Begin
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After a month of back pain no doctor could explain, I leave my safe waters and begin to write, if only for myself.
An Istanbul Tale
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In a Karaköy han left to hardware sellers, worn stones, a tree in bud and arches of brick are enough. A good space promises nothing more than…
War, Victory and Stardust
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On the anniversary of the Çanakkale victory, poppies from my childhood meadow keep me from any sentence that would glorify war. The lives we lost…
Are We Actually Rich at Heart?
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Begüm, now a Berliner, describes a Germany that sells even a spare spoon and wastes nothing. In Moda I meet sound cupboards thrown out with the…
The Power of Reality
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Watching My Architect again, I am moved less by Kahn's buildings than by the depth of the lives around him, and by a reality that outlasts a human…