A LOT of postcards! Ready to be spread and mailed and send! (there is another box like this on the desk)
The other night while sitting with friends in a pub in our neighbourhood, a district in Istanbul known for it's, let's just say liberal and international character, we heard a group of men chanting "Ya Allah Bismillah Allahu Ekber" in the streets. Alarmed by a gun shot (into the air because that's what real men do, they shoot aimlessly into the air) we went and looked. Today the news outlet birgunnet reports another similar incident that happened yesterday by probably the same group who harassed people outside with stick and bottles until one neighbour managed to scare them off by pulling out a gun, too.
It's not really related to the incident but 'they' vote for a god and a party who builds mosques instead of hospitals (which are disappearing more and more in this city) and complain angrily to an overwhelmed hospital staff when 'they' don't get helped RIGHT AWAY! As a tired doctor dared to say" Why don't they go to 'their' mosques!"
done some proofprints today at the local copy shop! all good and off to the printers!! #butchitup
I read today that a group of 200 women and LGBTI took to the streets of Istanbul's Kadikoy district and changed its street names into the names of women who, to save their lives, killed or harmed men as a result of exposure to male violence. They posted the cases of each women on social media afterwards and one of them goes like this:
#nerminuzunyurt killed the man who attempted to rape her. She faces up to 18 years. # Wehayatımızısavunuy
the link provides the full text in Turkish -> http://m.bianet.org/bianet/kadin/171255-kadinlar-kadikoy-de-sokak-isimlerini-degistirdi
I arrived on the day the bombing in Istanbul had happened and since then the project feels so very far away. The area I'm staying, my neighbourhood is calm and the people are speaking with kind and low voices. Hints of despair has taken hold of daily life. Don't think it matters much taht it's winter and raining a lot. I try to focus on the news or the lack of it, putting things together through facebook and twitter. It doesn't really matter. You overcome fear by going outside. Out of the house into the streets, so tomorrow I'll step outside, into the world, again.
Photographer Meg Allen celebrates “those who choose to exist and identify outside the gender binary” through a series of stunning portraits.
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