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Sevim |
I
took odd jobs to survive. Musician, advertising, decoration…
In a suburb at a nearby lake, I rented
a modest apartment through the intermediary of an old high school
friend. I met a lot of girls, including Sevim
KAYA , my future wife.
I
painted a great number of pictures in this little apartment. |
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My Mother and my systers |
On
returning home one day, I found the door to the apartment forced open
and my entire family, mother, father, my brother Murat and his wife
and children inside.
Times were hard in Tatvan and the family had come to
Istanbul in the hope that we could work better together. I was delighted
to see them, but the logistics of housing so many people was staggering,
especially since this apartment, though small, was really too expensive
for me. We had to move and did, into a place which though cheaper
was nearly as big. It was near a mosque, a detail that made my father
especially happy. |
My family |
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