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All images unless otherwise noted were photographed or drawn by me.
Please ask for my permission before using anything contained within this blog. Thank you!
art / appetite / adventure
Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
The Art / The Appetite
The Adventures
The open road
The Archive
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July
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- olive trees and wild donkeys
- yellow grass, mediterranean blue
- into the forest
- one pide, two pide, three pide, four
- yayla
- buttery trout and tea
- the third time's the charm
- melting snow
- overrun
- small things
- every shade of green
- charcoal
- while looking for birds
- a little bit of istanbul
- the many meats of turkey
- the colours of eskişehir, and the power of smell
- the palest blues
- surreal
- the cotton castle
- under a changing sky
- it may not be indiana jones, but it's still awesome
- shades of white
- the library of celsus
- a lovely place to rest your head
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All images unless otherwise noted were photographed or drawn by me.
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2 comments:
Lovely pictures, we can almost hear the sound of those tinny goat paws.
And what a great sensation to see your sketchbook on Friday.
Have a great journey in Marroco.
Thank you, Nelson!
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