#kadioy

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İzzettin Sokağı - Istanbul, Turkey

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Skin of Kadikoy

As I walked around the cultural district of Kadikoy, which rests on the Asian side of Istanbul, the layers and textures of broken brick, decayed wood and rust made me feel like I was in a museum of abstract art. The collage of cloth, mosaics and peeling paint stained the skin of Kadikoy. As the walls and building decayed, the alchemy of the elements transformed them into beautiful paintings creating the districts unique palette. Red paint bled down the walls, crippled buildings stood next to vacant houses that were patched closed with steel and wooden panels. The engraving of a woman's face on the wall hinted to the haunted. House numbers seemed to remain intact.

The streets held an obscure charm. The cobbled roads were littered with second-hand stores, tea rooms, mens clubs and gangs of alley cats. Sleepy lamps swayed along sleepy roads that lead to the grey-green waters of the Bosphorus strait. The wall of a car park outlined the shape of where a staircase used to be. The skeleton of a building kept pigeons for tenants and reminded me of one of Dali's surreal micro worlds, the combination of life and decay.