Yet Does Illustrating In A New Way

No One Drives Me Into Exile, Not Even The Nationalists.

My Religion Is Complicated. Literature Is My True Religion. After All, I Come From A Completely Non-religious Family.

Painting Is The Silence Of Thought And The Music Of Sight.

Of Course In Turkey I'm Seen As Being On The 'western' Side, Criticised By The Nationalists, Criticised By The Communitarians As Not Belonging. Even, Sometimes, Criticised For Looking At My Country Through Western Eyes. And In The Western Media I'm Portrayed As Belonging To The East.

It Was In Cihangir That I First Learned Istanbul Was Not An Anonymous Multitude Of Walled-in Lives - A Jungle Of Apartments Where No One Knew Who Was Dead Or Who Was Celebrating What - But An Archipelago Of Neighbourhoods In Which Everyone Knew Each Other.