A.NUR TÜRK
(Chemist, Photographer (visual guard), Observer, Educator)
I consider photography as my backyard. Sometimes my relationship with photos feels like an ephemeral inner dialogue that I am having with the voice that is born out of silence. At that exact point, I noticed visual stories (photography). I suppose just as Berger put it: “I was looking for a voice that would translate what I see into words.”
In my backyard, there were bunch of trees whose stories I wanted to partake in. The flowers, the trees, the birds and the bugs of that backyard seemed like to have attained their own voice through this visual dialogue. This game had long become a therapy room for me. Accumulating silence through photography that I see as that psychological inventories, and then the visuals turn to meaning, the meanings to stories, the stories to lives at the end of the game. And then you realise that the words that had remained unvoiced and hidden inside you has begun flourishing accompanying everybody’s story. Truly it is a therapy. I think photography is my opium. As long as I have these visual letters, I am more than thankful to all that I witnessed, that I learnt, the stories that I partoo
