The Architecture of Quiet
We often mistake silence for an empty room, a space where nothing is happening. But silence is a heavy, woven fabric, textured by the lives we lead when no one is watching. It is the sound of roots tightening their grip on the earth, or the…
The Pungent Hum of Earth
The smell of crushed garlic is not a scent; it is a sudden, sharp heat that blooms at the back of the throat. It reminds me of my mother’s kitchen, where the air was always thick with the promise of a meal. My fingers still carry the ghost…
Quite an Illusion by Fidan Nazim Qizi
After 5 o'clock in the afternoon, if the weather is sunny, the sunlight falls through the buildings aesthetically. It is now possible to find different shots using the play of light and shadow. If there is light, there is shadow. They complement each other.