Snow Day

A year ago when I was visiting my family back at my hometown of Istanbul there was a major snow storm which trapped me and my family in our house for a week. During this time, also being in the middle of the wilderness given our houses location, we spent the day looking through old photos and old clothing stored in the depths of my parents closet. Thrilled and intrigued I asked them to try on these clothes from the 80s. They revealed that they have purchased these items in Russia during the cold war. As my father started telling the story of them being trapped in the middle of an civil attack, he wanted to go out and smoke his "annual once a year" cigarette. As we went out to the backyard that also opens up to an forest, I grabbed my camera and took photos of them, while they were telling the story. I did not asked them to pose, in any of these, I just asked them to envision how they looked back in the day. These photos, while not fully related, are depictions of one story of the day that they were once again trapped in the snow.