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Friday, July 2, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Beyoglu is a brief and magical ferry ride across the Golden Horn from the old city’s Eminonu docks to Karakoy.

The waterfront area follows the Golden Horn to its mouth off the Bosphorus.

Dozens of street vendors set up, serving tea, coffee, snacks…or playing solo or in a band – to earn the tips of locals and visitors.

Thursday, July 1, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Karakoy is a former docklands area that was far off the tourist path and somewhat sketchy.

Now it is lined with pricey hipster joints open late each night.

There are lots of nargile joints in this part of Beyoglu.

The food can range from modern gourmet burgers to old time Turkish street food such as kumpir.

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


A durum is a Turkish wrap that is usually filled with typical doner kebab ingredients.

This place, open since 1969, specializes in chicken, lamb and adana.

The wrap is made from lavash or yufka flatbreads.

Durum is a common street food in Turkey, especially beloved late at night.

Tuesday, June 29, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


While more than a few churches have been converted into mosques in Islamic Turkey, cathedrals, synagogues and churches – orthodox and modern, do remain.

Monday, June 28, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


In 19th-century,  a traditional tram trundled along the Grande Rue de Pera connecting Taksim Square Glatasaray and Tunel Square.  

The tram was taken out of service in 1961, replaced by buses.

After Pera became Istiklal Caddesi, a pedestrian zone, the Nostalgic Tram was restored and revived in 1990.

Sunday, June 27, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


The Kılıç Ali Pasha Complex is located in the Tophane neighborhood in Beyoglu.

It consists of a mosque, medrese, hamam, turbe and fountain.

Friday, June 25, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


The Kılıç Ali Pasha Complex is a mosque complex designed and built between 1580 and 1587.

It was designed by Mimar Sinan, who at the time was in his 90s.


Thursday, June 24, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Travel to any town in Turkey and you are sure to find a tea garden.

In the larger cities and touristic regions, tea houses welcome the young and old, as well as many foreigners.

Tea gardens gained popularity in the 1950s, especially in Istanbul, and were the place where families went for their social outings.

This garden in Beyoglu overlooks the Bosphorus.

Wednesday, June 23, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Beyoglu includes a mix of stylish bohemian districts such as Çukurcuma and Cihangir, Galata and Karaköy. 

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Beyoglu comes alive in warmer weather with countless outdoor cafes.

The cuisine, culture, vibe and atmosphere rivals the best of Paris or New York.

And the fare costs but a third or half of what it would in those pricy cites.

Monday, June 21, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


The backstreets of Beyoglu lend themselves to murals and other artsy activity.

Alleys often have bohemian coffee shops, clubs and little hole in the wall eating/drinking establishments.

Lower rents off the beaten path support all kinds of creative shops.

Sunday, June 20, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

  THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Dondurma typically includes cream, whipped cream, sugar and salep (ground up tuber of orchid) and mastic (plant resin).

Two qualities distinguish Turkish ice cream: hard texture and resistance to melting, brought on by thickening agents that make it chewy.

Dondurma is commonly sold from street vendor carts and store fronts.

The mixture is churned regularly with long-handled paddles to keep it workable.

Vendors often tease the customer by serving the ice cream cone on a stick, and then taking away the dondurma with the stick by rotating it around, before finally giving it to the customer.

Friday, June 18, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

 THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


Opened in 1876, Çiçek Pasajı is a covered arcade with rows of historic cafes, winehouses and restaurants.

Following the Russian Revolution of 1917, many impoverished noble Russian women, including a Baroness, sold flowers in the arcade, giving the arcade it’s modern Turkish name of Çiçek Pasajı (Flower Passage).

After the restoration of the building in 1988, it was reopened as a galleria of pubs and restaurants.

Thursday, June 17, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

 THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN


The main thoroughfare is Istiklal Caddesi running into the neighborhood from Taksim Square to Tunel.

It is a pedestrian-only mile of shops, cafés, patisseries, restaurants, pubs and clubs.

It also features bookshops, theatres, cinemas and art galleries.

Some of İstiklâl Avenue has a 19th-century metropolitan character.

It is lined with Art Nouveau and Neoclassical buildings.

Wednesday, June 16, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

 THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN

In 1348 the Genoese built Galata Tower, one of the most prominent landmarks of Istanbul.

Pera (Galata) remained under Genoese control until May 29, 1453, when it was conquered by the Ottomans, along with the rest of the city, in the Siege of Constantinople.

Tuesday, June 15, 2021

BEYOGLU, ISTANBUL

 THE EUROPEAN "NEW TOWN" ACROSS THE GOLDEN HORN

Beyoğlu is the most active art, entertainment and nightlife center of Istanbul


Monday, June 19, 2017

ARA GÜLER - 2

I DON'T HAVE HEROES, BUT I MET AN IDOL



Yesterday's post introduced the reader to Ara Guler, the 88-year-old Turkish Armenian photographer belovedly known as the Eye of Istanbul.

His understanding of humanity, captured in black and white film -- as well so some color and moving images -- is unmatched.

He is, without question, the greatest living photographer on earth.

Burdened with a heavy, but well worth it hardback edition of his photos of trams, I was heading down Istlikal Caddesi for another night of roaming the backstreets of Beyoğlu.

I do my own photography -- digital, color, never improved with PhotoShop -- of Istanbul's constantly changing streets.

I was near Galatasaray, when I decided to stop into a cafe to get some tea, or perhaps limonata, for the privilege of using a nice clean restroom before heading out for that golden light.

I sat down, ordered and next to me, was an octogenarian, bald, bearded man who looked a lot like an older version of the legendary historian with a camera who I idolize.

Knowing Guler had opened Time-Life's branch in Turkey in the late 50s, I figured he must know some English.

My phrasebook Turkish is just not adequate.

So I took a sip of Çay, took out the fine bound book I'd purchased hours earlier, and told Guler that I thought he was an artist.

A bit hearing impaired, he leaned forward to ask me to speak up.

Thankfully, he (1) was actually Guler and not a look alike, (2) does speak English and (3) didn't run me off for imposing on him.

I scooted over to the table -- clearly, he was having a bottled water and unwinding from a day in his nearby studio before meeting friends -- and chatted a bit.

He asked me what I thought of Istanbul.

I said it is one of my favorite cities on earth, but I feel it is getting too modern too rapidly.

He observed that it has to find room for 20 million people.

I agreed, but I said not at the expense of an old neighborhood getting sacked in return for high rise tomb stones.

He nodded.

I told him no artist in any medium captures and understands humanity better than him.

He appreciated it.

I handed over my book.

He studied each image.

Many looked to be about a half century old.

He told the story of some of them.

His aged hands glided over the pages, as if he was still looking for some imperfection, some magical angle of light, some way of doing even more brilliant story telling with his still images.

Two men arrived. Much younger than him, but not college age.  Contemporaries? Protegees?, or simply neighbors or friends?

I didn't want to over impose. We'd chatted quite a bit about light -- how a photographer's eye for it is 100 times more important than any fancy camera body, zoom lens, filter, etc.

We also talked about humanity. How humanely portraying people in pictures is important on dozens of levels.

From a pure artistic standpoint, introducing humanity into pictures is one thousand times more useful than the most advanced photo editing software -- we agreed.

Getting ready to pay for me tea and limonata -- I ordered both -- and let the great photojournalist get on with his life, I bashfully asked him if he would sign the book that I had purchased at a book fair part of a Ramazan carnival earlier.

His told me he know I wasn't some Ebay profiteer, pretending to befriend him so I could up the value of a book with the autograph of a famous person.

He lovingly inscribed the book.

Till the end of the trip, on the flight and on the taxi ride home, I clutched the signed Guler book like it was more important than my passport.

Classic Ara Guler photo of trams in Beyoğlu, 1960 -- four years before I was born.

http://photojournalistaraguler.com/