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    February Elle Magazine (Türkiye) Interview:

    PORTRAIT TAKEN BY SELIN SÖNMEZ Following is an English transcription of my Q&A’s with Elle Turkey’s Seda Yilmaz: SEDA YILMAZ: For how many years did you work as an advertising creative? How did you decide to stop and pursue your dream of becoming a writer? I worked as an agency copywriter for around 10 years. Then it lost its spark …  but I was really fortunate to work with some amazing talents in art direction, copywriting, as well as photography, illustration, sound and television production. Working with actors in the studio on scripts was a particular highlight, but advertising was never where I wanted to be. I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was about 15. That was the first time I thought about it, but I took action around 6 years ago with the decision to drop everything I know and move to Istanbul to work on novels…

  • Food & Drink,  Places

    Karaköy Lokantasi: right atmosphere, right food.

    THE STAIRWAY TO CULINARY HEAVEN? MAYBE … Must admit I’m suffering from a bit of an addiction problem right now. If you follow this site regularly, you might notice I’m drifting a lot towards Karaköy these days. One of the reasons for this begins and ends with my stomach. AN INVITING, UNPRETENTIOUS ATMOSPHERE. All too often in Istanbul when you find great food you suffer from terrible atmosphere. The inverse is equally true unless you’re willing spend a lot of money. I’m not. That’s why Karaköy Lokantasi is something of a revelation. This is a serious eatery with seriously good food and a menu that changes daily. Its blue (a theme color of mine at the moment) tiled walls and crisp white tablecloths are chic yet unpretentious. If you desire, you can enjoy a glass of wine with lunch and expect to pay little more than $20 (US), quite possibly less. 

  • Photography,  Places

    Feel the Istan Blues?

    GALATA BRIDGE. It’s not easy to be blue in Istanbul. Once you were a celebrated color of the Empire, shimmering under the sun or glinting in candlelight. Now you’re neglected and marginalized. Everyone’s seeing red. Maybe I’m getting a little melancholy here, but that which was once boldly blue now looks a little cracked, a little withered and is turning a bit grey or green (maybe with envy?).  Which begs the question: is it safer to pretend you’re something different, a shade other than true blue? Whatever the truth, I’d like to celebrate the virtue, the beauty, of being blue. Doesn’t matter if you’re cracked, or peeling a bit, today is the day to stand up and declare yourself turquoise and proud! Right?