{"id":555,"date":"2014-08-23T11:52:49","date_gmt":"2014-08-23T11:52:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/?p=555"},"modified":"2017-08-09T09:56:52","modified_gmt":"2017-08-09T09:56:52","slug":"ara-gulers-istanbul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/?p=555","title":{"rendered":"Ara G\u00fcler&#8217;s Istanbul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-556\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"3001\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" data-wp-pid=\"556\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001-133x88.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001-624x416.jpg 624w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3001.jpg 735w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Really great artists are frequently very modest, even humble persons, says Orhan Pamuk in the introduction to the photo book <em>Ara\u00a0<span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler&#8217;s Istanbul.<\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: #252525;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler calls himself a photo journalist, but he is much more: a chronicler of his home town Istanbul since the late 1940s, a kind of archaeologist (since Istanbul has changed a lot in the last decades), but definitely also a great artist.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-557\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"3009\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" data-wp-pid=\"557\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009-133x88.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009-624x416.jpg 624w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3009.jpg 735w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #252525;\"><em>Ara\u00a0G\u00fcler&#8217;s Istanbul<\/em> presents just a small sample of the more than 800,000 photos he took almost exclusively with his Leica, but they give a wonderful opportunity to catch a glimpse of the artist&#8217;s most iconic works.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We see fishermen mending their nets, children playing in front of derelict Ottoman structures, ferry boats passing the Golden Horn, street vendors pushing their carts in the cobblestone streets of\u00a0<span style=\"color: #252525;\">Kad\u0131k\u00f6y, a tram waiting for a man with his horse cart passing the rails. It&#8217;s usually not the Istanbul tourists know. We see crumbling buildings and people who look tired from their everyday struggle to survive in this glorious city. Istanbul and its buildings are only the backdrop for a big stage: the drama of life with its difficulties, everyday routines and small pleasures.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-558\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"3034\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" data-wp-pid=\"558\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034-133x88.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034-624x416.jpg 624w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3034.jpg 735w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler&#8217;s photos breathe a deep humanity. The people we see on his photos, no matter how poor they may be, are never devoid of a certain dignity. And frequently there is a touch of magic there too, which is difficult to describe. Just have a look at these breathtaking photos.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-559\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"3055\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" data-wp-pid=\"559\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055-133x88.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055-624x416.jpg 624w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3055.jpg 735w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3250.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-560\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3250-300x241.jpg\" alt=\"_3250\" width=\"300\" height=\"241\" data-wp-pid=\"560\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3250-300x241.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3250-133x107.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3250.jpg 608w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3135.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-561\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3135-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"_3135\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"561\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3135-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3135-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3135.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-563\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"3059\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" data-wp-pid=\"563\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059-133x88.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059-624x416.jpg 624w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3059.jpg 735w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3130.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-564\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3130-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"3130\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"564\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3130-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3130-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3130.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3154.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-565\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3154-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"3154\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"565\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3154-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3154-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3154.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3179.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-566\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3179-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"3179\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"566\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3179-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3179-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3179.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3207.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-567\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3207-300x261.jpg\" alt=\"3207\" width=\"300\" height=\"261\" data-wp-pid=\"567\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3207-300x261.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3207-133x115.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3207.jpg 563w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3331.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-568\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3331-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"3331\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"568\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3331-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3331-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3331.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3341.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-569\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3341-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"3341\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"569\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3341-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3341-133x200.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3341.jpg 327w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3371.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-570\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3371-223x300.jpg\" alt=\"3371\" width=\"223\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"570\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3371-223x300.jpg 223w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3371-133x178.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/3371.jpg 365w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 223px) 100vw, 223px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/download.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-572\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/download-229x300.jpg\" alt=\"download\" width=\"229\" height=\"300\" data-wp-pid=\"572\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/download-229x300.jpg 229w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/download-133x173.jpg 133w, https:\/\/www.mytwostotinki.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/download.jpg 260w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 229px) 100vw, 229px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Ara\u00a0<span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler&#8217;s Istanbul, Introduction by Orhan Pamuk,\u00a0<span style=\"color: #333333;\">Thames &amp; Hudson 2009<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Ara\u00a0<span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler&#8217;s website:\u00a0<\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/www.araguler.com.tr\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">http:\/\/www.araguler.com.tr\/<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<pre><strong>\u00a9 Ara\u00a0<span style=\"color: #252525;\">G\u00fcler (photos)\u00a0\r\n<\/span>\u00a9 Thomas H\u00fcbner\u00a0and mytwostotinki.com, 2014. 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