In front of a shop on the street in Ankara. From top to bottom: a hand-woven kilim, probably Armenian or Moldavian; a hand-embroidered souzani, possibly from Uzbekistan; and an old hand-carved wooden trousseau chest made in Turkey, whether Ankara, Istanbul or one of the towns closer to the Black Sea.
Men spend the day at the corner tea house in Tarsus, Turkey, wearing their traditional shalwar pants.
I like this one a lot for some reason. I think the color of the car works well with the green in the grass, and meanwhile the hill and the houses make for a nice composition together. This is Safranbolu again, still in the old town, with these houses providing an example of what the 18th and 19th century Ottoman architecture looks like when it hasn’t been restored.
Thought it was about time for another door. This one appeared almost directly across the street as I set out for a morning walk on a cold foggy day in Safranbolu. The town, in northern Turkey, is perhaps the most comprehensive preserved example of traditional Ottoman architecture, with nearly all structures in the old part of town dating back 100-600 years, and many of the houses well restored.
This is just a fun treatment of a portrait of an abandoned house near the eastern shore of Maryland’s Chesapeake Bay. It might be a little different from the way I’ve handled pictures like this in the past, but I think I like the feel of it.
Canon EOS Rebel XTi, ISO-200, f/8, 1/100 sec. Thanks to Shadowhouse for the overlaid textures.
Canon EOS Rebel XTi, ISO-200, f/9.0, 1/30 sec., jpeg processed in Camera Raw with a texture added in Photoshop.
This is one of my favorite sights to see in Turkey. Driving along the Mediterranean coast, your car passes tomato-growing greenhouses before arriving at the tiny village of Patara. On the other side of the village, grassy fields and hills emerge, broken only by a few pillars, cows, and the odd amphitheater. Driving up the dirt path towards the ruins, my wife was stopped by an older village woman in the traditional headscarf. Julie rolled down her window. “Have you seen my goat?” asked the woman. “I lost him right around here.”
Continuing on a few hundred meters down the road brings a sandy parking lot into sight. Walk towards the sand and you will discover a 20-kilometer stretch of white sand that is also a nesting site for – what else – loggerhead sea turtles.
Canon EOS Rebel XTi, ISO-200, f/22, 1/20 sec.