catches us shelterless / and with trembling hearts
rumbling , flowing , blinding our eyes
curtain of life / blood of my blood
/
the dew of yours, settles in / inside my lungs
and every breath of mine soak in / become your child
a howl , most silently builds up and turns down on me
/ sits transparently
between the sermon of he holy
and the cry of the loony
/
get down and down and down
keen to the heart and chin to the chest
maybe the last feeling of any weight / and a glimpse of your feet
all you’ve ever had / one you’d never get
Is there a postponement for eternity ?
/
Since there IS , is there any other attribution to it other than infinite ? What does limited mean other than limitless ? Can something limited really emphasize something other than what is limitless ?
Is there really any other possibility other than all the possibilities ? What does the possibility of eternal nothing at the end mean for the ongoing now ? if eternal nothing really is then how can it be “later” ?
How can eternal nothing “come” “later” ? If it is here, now then what is this ?
there is and there isn’t. Are there any doubts that there IS ? Can there really be any doubt on there IS ?
When we say urban gardening, we mean exactly what is said. What we understand from words. The combination of urban and gardening.
Although urban gardening seems to be a recently popular concept, its history goes back a long way. Hanging Gardens of Babylon can be considered an important example of an urban garden in terms of constituting the first example of the roof garden. Hevsel Gardens, which lie on the banks of the Tigris river and next to the Diyarbakır Castle, are another important example of urban gardens, with a history dating back to seven thousand years, as well as continuing agriculture today. Of course, while talking about urban gardening, we can talk about thousands of years ago, but the history of modern cities is not that old. The transformation of cities into gigantic concrete and cement forests and the transformation of people into crowds of people living with the mechanical ticks of the clock, far from the fluid rhythm and natural cycles, in these concrete and cement piles, begins with the industrial revolution.
When we consider nowadays, more than half of the world’s population lives in cities. The magnificent urban life, portrayed by the mass media and turned into a magical dream for the people living in the countryside, unfortunately, is far from the way they are portrayed. For most of the people living in cities, except for a small minority privileged economically and socially, it means a serious struggle to survive. Life becomes a pendulum swinging between these two extremes for people who work to meet their basic needs in order to survive. On the one hand, they work most of their time; on the other hand, they hope to take advantage of fast recreational vehicles or the ancient teachings of Eastern cultures to get away from the stress they experience while working in their remaining time. Unfortunately, most people do not have the opportunity to make an effort beyond being swept from one end to the other until the moment of death, while the pendulum swings in the chaos of life. When viewed from the outside, cities seem like an ocean of endless opportunities; however, they cannot go beyond an offering of human life whose boundaries are defined and bordered by angled lines for the people living in them.
I think we can think of urban gardening as an effort to contact nature and its fluid rhythm within the very center of cities in which we are isolated by the mechanical life the city obliges us to live.
When and how did you start this project of “urban gardening”?
The pursuit of urban gardening started for me after a long period of depression when I did not want to engage in any sphere of life and life itself became meaningless. The period I mentioned was a period when I had no desire for life, and had a very poor appetite for life. I could not feel the slightest urge to make an effort, let alone try to get out of this mood. I was also aware that I could not go on with that mood any longer.
I started working as a waiter in a café with the support of a friend and with the suggestion that it would be good to have an occupation. My time had become a little more flowable but working in a cafe didn’t make much difference in my mood. Another friend of mine that I encountered in the same period suggested renting a house together and our search for a house started. Fortunately, the idea of urban gardening came into being spontaneously when he found a flat with a terrace suitable for dealing with gardening.
Actually, my engagement in urban gardening started as a result of many coincidences for me. I thought that the feeling of being stuck after two years of being draft dogger for compulsory military service also contributed to my depressed mood. Accordingly, during the time we rent the flat, I thought that being a student again would make my life a little easier in terms of not only delaying compulsory military service issues legally but also making it simpler to answer the question “what are you doing?” as “I am a student” instead of faltering. So, I intended to do my master’s degree. Then I started applying to many different departments without a specific target about its focus. During this application process, I learned that there is a department called “garden plants” or “horticulture” and then I canceled all my other applications and focused on the Horticulture department. Gardening, both a vital occupation and an academic pursuit, came into my life this way two and a half years ago.
Which intentions and purposes did lead you to start urban gardening?
Getting out of the depressing cycles of cities and establishing a life in the countryside is getting more and more on people’s agenda. The situation is similar for me and the people around me. For many years, we have been talking about what kind of life we dream of and where. Although some of us have taken small steps for this, for most of us, these conversations are a declaration of intent for the future or the sharing of a dream that starts with “oh I wish …”. It seems that the search for a life away from the cities will become more widespread, especially for people who are deprived of the social opportunities offered by the cities due to the effect of the pandemic. However, it would be very optimistic to think that there will be a significant decrease in the population of the city in the near future as a result of this search, and even a decrease in the rate of increase.
Industrialization and urbanization continue at full speed. Nevertheless, I do not think that the lives of small and large communities in rural areas alone will be sufficient to change this course. From what I have said, it should not be understood that I consider the efforts of people who have devoted their entire lives to the search and construction of an alternative life in the countryside to be worthless, on the contrary, I consider it very valuable but not enough. If we want to deviate from the ecological apocalypse route that we are heading at full speed, this will only happen through the social, cultural, and economic paradigm breaks we will create in the flow of urban life. People migrating from the city to the countryside and establishing self-sufficient lives there is just one of these breaks. What drove me to urban gardening is the question “is it possible to create another break in the mechanical rhythm of urban life within the city?”.
What kind of reactions did you receive from your social circles? Do you have people you work with?
One of the biggest benefits of this process for me was that it brought a new dimension to our relationship with my mother, we developed a master-apprentice relationship. For many years, my mother tried to create a garden within her limited means wherever she lived. She used to grow tomatoes and peppers in charcoal sacks, and greens in ice cream pots. Every time I went home, some fresh tomatoes and strawberries she kept waiting for me would be ready for sure. But since I did not have any interest in gardening at that time, I stayed quite far from my mother’s pursuit. When I intended to set up a garden myself, this distant stance became a great regret about the past. I think that the most valuable knowledge about plants in particular comes from experience, and I’m sorry that I missed some of the opportunity to benefit from my mother’s experience, which is a treasure in this respect.
At the beginning of spring, we worked with my mother during the establishment of the garden. More precisely, I apprenticed my mother. In addition to the experience I got from my mother, it was also so much fun to deal with the garden day and night for a week -there were not many activities that we have been doing together as a mother and child for years.
As a habit from my university student years, I pursue any occupation with other people through a collective structure. For this reason, I had the intention to bring a collective structure to urban gardening through a formation called Babylon Urban Gardens. But I cannot say that I have made much progress in this area yet. Babylon Urban Gardens continues to exist as an intention for the time being.
Although there is no one with whom we have been working on this endeavor together at the moment, many people have helped and continue to do so in many stages. Especially in the process of preparing the garden for spring, we worked together with many different people, such as moving soil, planting seeds, and changing pots. In the last two years, most of my time has started spent for gardening, especially when the spring period approaches. At that time, my friends, who stopped by or called me, suddenly find themselves carrying soil from the other end of the sack or preparing the pots for planting seeds.
Let's talk a little bit about the process. What did you hope for, what have you found?
As I mentioned before, the search for ecological life is widespread in cities. There are people working on this issue through various community gardens, organizations, and associations. I had hoped that we could build wider partnerships with people who agreed on this quest, but such a process has not started yet. Of course, considering that the last year has passed in the atmosphere of a pandemic, the fact that these partnerships have not been established does not create despair for the future.
What are your plans to proceed with this initiative in the future? Can you tell us about your road map?
I think it would be more correct to talk about two different road maps at this point. Personally, I want to gain a structure that will have a financial return in order to continue and develop this occupation. While setting up Babylon Urban Gardens, we also had the following idea. For people who have an interest and space to engage in gardening on their balconies, terraces, or gardens, but could not start doing because they did not have the time or because they could not take the first step, we can create gardening designs according to their own desired space and desired plants. The idea is to set up these gardens as much as possible with practical tools such as the drip irrigation system to make its continuation easier and to encourage people to start urban gardening and then continue their activities on their own through a short training on the care of plants that we will provide.
Another intention is to build an organization that will carry out more comprehensive studies and initiatives on urban gardening together with people seeking to create an ecological life in the city. I think that an institutional structure such as a cooperative will increase its acceptance as an addressee by institutions and organizations that carry out studies on this issue or support such efforts, and that it can be carried out more easily with or with the support of these institutions and organizations in order to spread urban gardening.
What are your dreams about urban gardening? How do you imagine urban gardening will look like in the future?
I think we have stepped into a limitless world when it comes to the imagination; therefore, it is quite enjoyable to imagine cities that are self-sufficient from the smallest scale to the largest, although I do not know how much it is possible. Wouldn’t it be super nice that the neighborhoods are self-sufficient in terms of certain vegetables where each apartment building meets its needs to some extent on its own roof or garden, the community gardens be established on empty lands, and hydroponic vertical farming gardens be established in abandoned and empty buildings, and also, with the integration of rural settlements around the city to live in a world surrounded by the barter networks to be established between cities that can meet their needs in terms of certain vegetables and settlements of different scales?
The pandemic actually showed us the fragility of the system we live in starkly. As people living in cities, we are desperate in the face of any problems in production or logistics.
What have you learned from your mistakes so far? What are your recommendations for beginners?
My biggest mistake, or more precisely, my deficiency was not planning well for the garden I was planning to set up before spring. Because each plant has different characteristics in terms of both the desired conditions and the rate of growth. It can be a serious problem to try to deal with many kinds of plants without investigating in detail like which plant will develop well in what kind of soil depth, and whether it likes sun or shade. So, my suggestion, especially for beginners, is to prefer specific plants that they can research on their growing conditions rather than trying to grow a lot of plants or start with easy-to-grow plants such as dill, and onion and then gradually expand their gardens.
What does urban gardening tell us when it is approached politically?
Perhaps the best statement to explain what urban gardening means politically is Deleuze’s saying “Life becomes resistance to power when power takes life as its object.”. While our lives in cities are to be shaped by many different power techniques, I think that the effort to create an alternative life outside of the lives we are offered or compelled to, and any intervention to the mechanical rhythm of urban life is highly political.
It is obvious that the increase in agricultural production within cities, lacking the ability to survive without the products produced outside of it, and the decrease in external dependence of cities is a liberating situation for individuals living in cities. In addition, it is out of the question that the relationship and acculturation between individuals with reduced external dependence will be very different from now.
In total, it took about fifty-five days of pre-production, five days of proper production and roughly fifteen days of post-production. Not all of these days fully consisted of billable work hours. The writing started in late April. The actual act of writing itself took more or less two hours. At the end of those solitary two hours, there was a first draft. The following few days were spent editing the text, which produced the second draft, which in turn was oxidised immediately by being shared with people. Their opinions led to the third draft.
We’re at İsmail’s place in Moda. The month of June is about to be over. Istanbul has surrendered to its swampy heat. The night before, we’ve watched Euro 2020’s best night of football with İsmail. One hour later, İsmail will leave the house and go to the shooting of the podcast he does for Socrates Dergi. I open my laptop. Run the recording software. “İsmail”, I say, “come, let’s get the interview out of the way”. This is the level of familiarity one has with each other after six years of friendship.
İsmail Türküsev is a comedian and a digital content creator. I intend to chat with him about it. The Dolmus squad has given me some questions and I have some more in my head. I open with the first one that falls down to my mouth. Is İsmail happy with the definition of his job? Does the term “comedian” fully encapsulate what he does?
“Comedian encapsulates it very much so, actually” says İsmail, “but the term itself doesn’t have an equivalence in the public eye. When you say you’re a comedian, people are like ‘Okay, but what else are you doing? Like I also fish but that’s not the first thing I say.’ ”
Of course, when you’re interviewing a comedian you have to accept finding some jokes in the answers you get. I invite İsmail back to seriousness. İsmail is talking about a reaction specific to Turkey here. He’s saying that being a comedian is not taken seriously as an occupation in the country. As a follow-up I ask him whether or not that has changed.
“Of course, it’s been changing for a while.” answers İsmail, “I’ve kind of entered into it in its golden years, while it’s on the rise.”
This is exactly the assist I’m looking for because I’d been meaning to ask İsmail how he got his start. So I do. The conversation keeps flowing without breaking its course.
“Apparently I’d been doing comedy for years in different mediums. Actually I started on radio.” he says. İsmail’s talking about the popular comedy show O Tarz Mı here. O Tarz Mı had started its life on radio in 2015, with the crew of Can Bonomo, Can Temiz and İsmail Türküsev.
“All three of us were already friends and we managed to pull off that thing everybody talks about in between themselves, which is ‘how great would it be if we could put our conversations on the radio.” says İsmail as he’s describing those days, “but because there was somebody who does it in our group, meaning, not just because he does radio but because he does things in general; Can Bonomo did and led us to do as well.”
O Tarz Mı, after starting its life as a radio show; switches to digital platforms and becomes Turkey’s most popular podcast show for long years. İsmail interestingly states that this wasn’t something the O Tarz Mı squad actually followed up on.
“We were pioneers in the podcast world without estimating to do so.” he says, “Because we switched to the digital fast, because we were young and radio was entering into a different conjecture what with the selling of Rock FM and stuff. Then with the rise of Spotify, we started to put our stuff there and for a while we weren’t aware that there was a podcast category there and we were leading it.”
That’s why O Tarz Mı is a turning point in İsmail’s life. He was working in advertising as a copywriter before, and with this; he switches to performance arts.
“Yes, blood dropped on the wolf’s tooth” explains İsmail, using an amazing Turkish idiom. Specifically, he’s talking about O Tarz Mı’s first live performance. “In our third or fourth year we staged O Tarz Mı Live in IF Beşiktaş and 1500 people showed up. We performed O Tarz Mı in front of 1500 people and my role in the show was more or less the guy who makes reckless jokes. And 1500 people laughing to the things I said deeply impressed me. It was incredibly different to imagine and hear the collective laughter of 1500 people.”
When İsmail says that, I think to the recently released Friends Reunion episode when the actor Matthew Perry said that when the jokes he performed didn’t do well with the live audience Friends was filmed in front of, he was filled with great anxiety and only felt a sense of completeness when he received laughs. I remind this to İsmail and ask: Is seeking laughter a form of validation?
İsmail laughs and answers: “No I received plenty of love growing up, it has nothing to do with that”. İsmail generally seeks laughter in life, it’s his disposition. The opposite side of what Matthew Perry was talking about, which is the anxiety a performer feels when their jokes don’t land, is a shield the comedian should develop early.
“I knew that 3-4 jokes going badly shouldn’t stop me from trying out the other 7-8” says İsmail, “and I think I was in a good place percentage-wise. When you’re making people laugh in 6-7 of your jokes, you burn 2-3 of them. If people are tolerating it, you become convinced that it is in general tolerable.”
Then we’ve got to talk jokes. We’ve got to talk about what a joke is. I start the conversation by asking if İsmail had followed the work of any comedians before. He responds by saying that he watches the classics, the famous ones. I ask him if he reviewed those works with a new eye after he started performing. “Of course” he says. Then what’s different about a standup show when you’re watching it as a performer?
“The empathy about what that person thinks when they say something becomes very strong. Because you inevitably put yourself in the performer’s place and see why they did that, what that action serves next and what they’ll transition into.”
So İsmail sees the ropes. Which is to say that he understands how much of a construct a standup is.
“Very much so. There’s that duality anyway. How good it is directly relates to how loose and improvised it feels and in order for it to feel that way it needs to be that much coherent and planned. Sometimes the comedian doesn’t trust their joke and immediately go like ‘so that was a joke I had’ or something. That breaks reality in terms of the audience. The audience then feels tense because they feel like something is being done to them. But the ideal is the feeling of doing something together. There’s engineering here, a schematic which turns feelings into reality.”
But it’s tough to make people forget that obvious power, because as Jerry Seinfeld correctly pointed out there’s only one person talking in a standup show. Everybody else is quiet. İsmail feels that this is what makes the performer – audience relationship special.
“In order for the audience not to turn on you you always have to be welded alongisde them and at the same time draw the lines of authority kindly yet firmly, otherwise you understand the audience is not always your friend.”
When is the audience your friend?
“When you make them laugh. So much so that if you make them laugh they’ll support you in anything you say. When you don’t believe what you say, they won’t, you all won’t laugh and then they will question the interior of the things you say.”
It is of course a weird dynamic to be on stage and to be the only person on stage, which reminds me of another part of this that I find weird. İsmail is somewhere between the underground and the mainstream, which means that he performs in polished stages like Zorlu PSM and BKM and bars like Aylak at the same time. On one hand, a comedian that stands elevated from the audience an on the other hand, a drinking environment. I ask him about the difference between the two.
“The higher the stage goes, the higher the expectation goes. For example I was very nervous in this beautiful theatre stage called Sahne Beşiktaş. Because we were very high up, there was this big stage light and the stage itself was huge. And the hall had a theatre setup and in that setup the audience acts like they’re watching a play. They don’t feel very involved. Because you know how laughter is also participation? It minimizes participation. On the other hand in bars and places where the audience – performer distinction is blurred people are much more relaxed. But that’s only possible in underground standup. The other is something else.”
Which brings the topic to the usage of that stage. We chat about how other performes fill the stage. Because İsmail prefers standup performances that rely on speech, he feels the types of performances -like the one Bo Burnham does- that rely on light, shadow and music shows is far from being pure standup. He follows the example of Cem Yılmaz and Dave Chapelle who fills the stage with pantomime or horizontal movement and expresses that these are advanced skills in this branch of performance.
“I get worried about who I’m telling my jokes to when there are three angles.” he says honestly, “They do it 360 degrees. For example let’s take Cem Yılmaz, how many floors does the place at his show have? He tells some of his jokes to the balcony, turns light, turns left. You’re so in control of your text and your performance that then you’re able to turn around and control the environment. I haven’t yet mastered my speech in order to be able to perform it the same way in all the environments, that’s another level.”
When the conversation comes to text, I ask him about his writing process. He says everything, including improvisational breaks and interactive parts are written down.
“Where I’ll improvise is set. I will improvise there if something comes up, if not, I’ll move on to the next one. The interactive parts are set.” he says, but adds: “Of course there’s a unique feel to each performance. The hecklers, people who react differently etc. Sometimes the joke feels different because I said it differently and then I take it and use on my next show.”
Then the jokes have a lifespan. They are born, they grow up, they change. Do they die?
“For example let’s say I write a joke and realize that joke became a hit, it always draws a laugh and it always works. I do that for a while, because it makes me laugh. It’s hard to talk about something as if it’s entertaining if it’s not entertaining you anyway. That joke is an instrument, so you start making that joke better the more you make it. When you stop being better about it, the joke sort of peaks and after that peak the possibility of you discovering something new about that joke is finished. When that’s finished, it stops exciting me. When that happens the joke dies.”
When İsmail says that I’m reminded of Louis CK, then simultaneously alt-J’s oath-like songlet Ripe & Ruin. Like the balance of life, the lifespan of jokes resembles good fruit. There’s ripe. There’s ruin. We talk about the pandemic in regards to that. Just at the beginning of his comedy career, just as he made the jump from a full-time job into his dream; the pandemic came and put him under terrible financial and emotional strain. We talk about this. İsmail had spent this period writing, believing he’ll return one day. And after a year anda half, in the summer of 2021 in which these lines are being written; he’s slowly returning to stage. I ask him if he’s noticed anything different.
“There’s something sikko about it” he says laughingly, invoking the unique Turkish word ‘sikko’ to explaing that there’s something amiss and not all there. “Not just with me, there’s something sikko in the entire world. Everybody’s laughing but they’re laughing nervously. That nervousness spills over to us. I’m sure it spills over to the grocer too.”
I have a different idea about this topic. I’m reminded of the recent research I carried out on the history of the bikini. There a historian talking about the topic, who says that there’s a common ground in the fact that after WW1 women abandoned their corsets and after WW2 they cut their bathing suits; which is to say that there was a celebration of body and joy after moments of big crises. I ask İsmail about it, telling him that I expect such a reaction post-COVID. Is that summer this summer?
“I don’t know, I feel this summer will be about recovery. Because people have been hurt a lot, I don’t know if we’re at the point of throwing away the bottom part of the bikini. Maybe next summer. At some point a discharge like that must happen.” he says. Then perhaps because he said that or perhaps because conversation opens conversation, he shares an observation he made in one of the open mic sessions he participated in recently after the pandemic.
“I see a lot of young people in these open mic sessions. They’re incredibly offensive. They spit poision. I don’t know if that’s going to bring about a comedic revolution or if they’re going to fuck us all. Young guys don’t know of course, but I for example had to give up some of my jokes six months ago because of external pressure. There have been people who were jailed, who were lynched, whose lives were turned upside down. If the youth come like the flood and break down the barriers maybe it’ll be a light of hope for us.”
I throw myself out to the streets of İstanbul filled with police barriers because of the Pride walk the day before. The weather’s dirty and swampy. The weather’s filled with a weird smell of hope. People’s faces aren’t smiling, because perhaps this summer is not that summer indeed. But there’s a summer ahead. Me and all the people who are trying to crawl under a year-and-a-half-long pandemic know this. The youth or the people who feel young, doesn’t matter. Somebody needs to turn into a flood and break all these barriers.
I arrive at the destination where I’m supposed to meet İsmail again. I take out my computer and sit down. İstanbul’s dirty. İstanbul’s swampy. İstanbul’s streets are filled with barriers and İstanbul’s stages are waiting for all the raindrops that will turn into a flood and wash over all of these things.
Aesthetics are the only requirement. Everything else is permitted.
How would you introduce this project to someone who is not yet aware of the Mokoros Project?
Mokoros is an R&D and social enterprise project, that does not require any instructors, to produce fun and accessible learning tools founded by some friends came together. It aims to provide the information people need, especially for the topics that can create public benefit such as ecology, gender equality, in a way they can learn by themselves within the framework of equal opportunity. We plan to do this by producing games, videos, interactive media tools, learning programs and materials, and experience areas.
What kind of problems, needs, goals, concerns, affections, motives did you have in the beginning and construction process of this project? What were the main motivations to start Mokoros Project?
We have been thinking about learning processes and styles for a while. Alternative learning methods to formal education caught our attention. Especially we saw that non-hierarchical and participatory-oriented trainings are very valuable and non-formal learning methods are very remarkable and useful. Moreover, we realized that learning from peers without a direct learning purpose is also a good resource. At this point, problems arise about accessibility and equal opportunities. These kind of trainings are very limited and only few people can benefit from them. We want to spread these trainings so that people can learn by themselves or from their peers. In this way, we want to create resources that anyone could tap in and benefit from.
What kind of problems did you encounter until this point? And what processes did you experience and what kind of solutions did you develop to overcome them?
Every work we do as Mokoros is also a learning experience for us. In every project we do, we try to find creative solutions by doing various research to deal with different problems. Until now, we have completed a fairy tale themed pictured book making game called Binbir Kare (1001 squares). We had some problems with establishing the rules for the game. Yet, as the project progressed we have made simplifications and solved the problem. Then we made the Mokoros Calendar with the support of Sivil Düşün(an NGO). We have ended up with a calendar that the dimensions and content were too large. For our future endeavours in calendar design, we will pay close attention to this issue as we had experienced difficulties with its printing and distribution. We managed to overcome these both by developing our network and with the support of volunteers. We designed a game for DRC called “Space Fiction”. This was supposed to provide a wide range of age groups with a learning experience in science and technology. That’s why we had to do a lot of research in a short time ourselves. We are currently dealing with an animation project that supports children in creative artistic productions. We again move forward by solving the problems and learning through experience in this regard.
What have you found on the road until the project reached this point? What do you hope to find for the future?
In a sense, we see ourselves as a research and development company. That’s why we learn new things in every new task. We encounter a lot of people who support us in our every project. It encourages us and boosts our enthusiasm by a great amount that people voluntarily support us. We have received very positive feedback about the work we did so far. We look forward to present accessible learning tools to our users in every field we can, by improving our communication and establishing partnerships with different stakeholders in the future.
What kind of interactions did the magazine project and its process create in your close circle? What kind of reactions did you get?
Our close friends supported us in every aspect during this process. We always go for their opinion first about every task we do. Afterwards, they also give their support to us for the content, mechanics, testing, creating relationships, distribution and extension. Again, I would like to thank our friends and volunteers who supported us.
In what direction do you want to advance Mokoros in the future? What goals do you have?
We want Mokoros to continue to work on this vision with many stakeholders in many different fields. We want to be beneficial to the society in equality of opportunity in education, accessibility and quality of education. We want to produce tools that enable people to have a learning experience without instructors about issues that create public benefit.
Do you have any calls for solidarity regarding specific project challenges?
We want to increase our relations with our volunteers. We especially need the support of volunteers to improve Mokoros. That’s why we plan to create a learning community composed of volunteers and us. We plan to call this in 2021. We would be very happy if anyone would like to show solidarity with us about this.
Any last words?
If you review our website and follow us on our social media accounts, we would be very happy.
Interviewer: Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
Translated from the Turkish original by Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
It is a rebel. It is a crisis. It is a sad resistance.
KUBI
Can you describe the main components of your aesthetics you have been constructing through your music? What kind of artistic, cultural, and social inputs have fed your music so far and constructed “Her Absence Fiil the World”?
Kubi: For me, “Her Absence Fill the World” is an intuitive outpouring gathering whole our past experiences, attempts, failures and orientations. It is a project merging our diverse transnational roots, aesthetics and ideologies.
It is a rebel. It is a crisis. It is a sad resistance.
Sascha: There’s nothing I would add since this is so beautifully said. Maybe that I like the idea that it is somehow shaped by all my past selves. I can discover so many memories of myself in the music which comes out – sometimes I’m surprised. Also because I don’t always want them to be part. I don’t know if this is about shame. It’s really intimate and makes me sometimes feel vulnerable when passed identities of mine come to light – and since we make music together it’s sometimes really hard to discuss them and for them to be seen. But I feel it is important to accept also parts of ourselves we don’t like. I do not mean to like them and to feel positive about them. But to build the strength not to hide them because they’re part of the mosaic we call identity.
Photo Credit: Emrah Özdemir
How is your journey going so far? What have you found on the way?
Sascha: In my opinion our journey is going like the best journeys are – a journey to Ithaka. I found a lot of joy, a lot of pain. Some pride and insecurities and I don’t know where exactly this will lead to. For me it feels like growing constantly and of course that is not always a good feeling. But somehow we try to release our emotions to music and for that the result is always precious for me.
It seems you benefit and use inputs from many genres. How do you prefer to address your music in terms of genres?
Sascha: I would address our music generally as post-punk. It’s not that easy, I feel we’re still shaping our style – or maybe it is just shaped by itself depending of what comes out of us. But I can identify mostly with that. I guess the real categorization to a genre can just be made after we produced everything we’ll ever produce.
Photo Credit: Emrah Özdemir
Why now?
If Not Now – Tracy Chapman
If not now, then when?
If not today,
Then, why make your promises?
A love declared for days to come,
Is as good as none.
You can wait ’til morning comes.
You can wait for the new day.
You can wait and lose this heart.
You can wait and soon be sorry.
If not now, then when?
If not today,
Then, why make your promises?
A love declared for days to come,
Is as good as none.
Now love’s the only thing that’s free.
We must take it where it’s found.
Pretty soon it may be costly.
‘Cause if not now, then when?
If not…
What do you expect to find in the future?
We are constantly playing with ideas. There are some couple of tunes that we feel like sharing yet we don’t know if we go with singles or shares as a whole in a label.
Permaculture is a word we’ve heard a lot lately. How would you describe permaculture to someone who is just starting to get interested in this topic?
According to the most general definition I heard from my dear teacher Murat Onuk, I can say “ethics-based, sustainable human settlements design science”.
When and for what purpose did your interest in permaculture begin? What was the reaction of your close social circle?
I don’t think I have a clear answer to the question of when my interest in permaculture had started. I can find some traces of permaculture in my earliest memory of my life. If you ask when I heard that there was such a thing as permaculture and when I said “oh, this is it!”, I would say 2016 is the year. In this period, my perspective and the way I relate to my dreams started to radically transform thanks to my dear friends who came into my life. Of course, in retrospect, I realize that this is very blissful. I think that an anger had accumulated inside me against the life I live in, the world, the system we live in. I was in a period in which I sensed that there was something wrong and I was not satisfied with my lifestyle. I had deep concerns about the world, about being alive. As I walked on streets, I used to think that everyone was crazy and how they lived in the city without oxygen and water. However, I had little idea about what to do or what kind of world I wanted to live in or maybe I had no energy to think on this. At such a stage of my life, I met my dear friends and learned about the existence of permaculture from them. I saw “Zone 0” as myself and dreamed of a spacious, happy, and central life.
Apart from my personal transformation, I was faced with a serious problem of the climate crisis that transformed all parts of the world. It is a very shortcut to get stuck and despairing about this issue, and at that time I was closer to such a point. Alternatively, there is a reality in which there are colorful and endless possibilities. Permaculture can be water in the desert at this point.
Bill Mollison, one of the founders of permaculture, has a sentence that I love very much: “Though the problems of the world are increasingly complex, the solutions remain embarrassingly simple.”
What is this “Zone 0”?
We do “zone analysis” in order to use energy efficiently in design. We can think of zones as intertwined circles. Zone 0 means the regions we are in mostly and where daily work is the most intense. Like our home. According to our scaling, the last circle, zone 5, is mother nature itself or our universe that is determined as the area in which we develop, live and explore. So, it is a journey from zone 0 to zone 5.
A great start! So, what are the principles and practical areas of permaculture? Could you briefly mention?
Permaculture is based on the life ethic of respecting and caring for everything, living and non-living, just because they exist. There are three basic principles of permaculture on this;
“care for the world”, “care for people”, “employ the leftover”
Permaculture has a claim “We can provide the entire food stock needed by all people in the world by using only 4% of the cultivated areas we currently use, and leave the remaining 96% to forestry and nature to repair itself.” In order for this to be actualized, we need to establish the right relationships. Permaculture also explores how this will happen. We learn this from the nature, which includes everything in it, as we learn all the life itself. Permaculture design is based on patterning. Recently, I am in a process where I am intensely trying to grasp the patterns where I am looking into.
When you say what are the practical areas of permaculture, I want to say everywhere and every moment, but with the concern that it may be very abstract and incomprehensible, I would like to draw attention to David Holmgren’s “Permaculture Flower”. Each component in the flower can be functionalized in practice entirely depending on our creativity and how we want to live within the concept.
Permaculture Flower is adapted from Jonathan Woolson’s drawing, modified from David Holmgren. Each petal shows a basic human need.
What does permaculture mean to you in city life? How do we make this concept a part of our daily life?
I think “zone 0” is yourself, permaculture starts to settle in every area of your life. A serious waste is generated in the cities we live in, at the same time, these wastes have the potential to turn into considerable resources. For this reason, I dream of being able to act together with institutions and municipalities and transform city life from within. Ankara Development Agency’s (Ankara Kalkınma Ajansı) studies and projects on this subject continue. In recent months, we attended the “Introduction to Permaculture Training” presented by Taner Aksel with Sevecen. We talked about “what can be done to improve our cities” and talked about the support we can offer. The development and proliferation of permaculture works fill me with hope.
I believe that it is very valuable to live in cities with as little waste as possible, recycled and upcycled. There are compost applications that can be done easily in apartments. In this way, it is possible to turn food waste into humus soil, so you have a wonderful soil and you feel good. Some kind of a way of connecting to the planet, I think. Apart from that, there are very good organizations. Getting together and collaborating with people is both easy and important in cities. It opens up a space where you can be a derivativer instead of a consumer. In food purchases, it can be bought directly from the producers as much as possible. When you change your food preferences, you can really feel the bodily change directly. In fact, there are so many methods of this practice when you decide to care for everything, living and non-living, you find yourself in endless options with creativity stripped of all theories.
Based on your theoretical and practical background related to the subject, what are you doing and what do you plan to do in the future?
We make “bokashi compost” at home and consume as little packaged food as possible. We strive to transform our shopping preferences in ways that I believe more connected to social networks and healthier. We make washing machine detergent and cleaning vinegar. I use vinegar, baking soda and sometimes soft soap for cleaning. I think the perfect trio is the solution for everything. I have learned it is possible to make soft soap at home from waste oils. We will try it soon. I use soap in the bathroom and vinegar as hair conditioner is great. İlkin and Sevecen care about me in terms of cream and fragrance because they make perfumes and creams. I use EcoFont Vera Sans when printing even in the office and I use less ink. These are the first things I can remember.
Nowadays, the desire to do a permaculture internship is very vivid for me, I want to come together with the people who spend effort for this and may increase my knowledge. Essen has some projects carried out for years in Izmir. They are trying to create a permaculture garden on their land in Foça. I want to create some time and help them because they have a lot of practical experience that I can learn from.
On the other hand, we intend to create a permaculture-based garden in the front garden of Hamleci Mansion. In the recent past, we have started to take concrete steps regarding our ideas. Our soil analysis has arrived and we will soon have the well water analyzed. Our ideas, sprouting over the years, are beginning to deepen their roots. I am at peace.
What have you learned from your mistakes until today? What are your recommendations for the beginners?
I suffered from my tendency to be pessimistic and looking from a limited perspective. I learned how valuable it is to be hopeful and to be aware that the problem contains the solution. I understood the importance of taking care of each other and saw what we can achieve in cooperation.
There are very nice tutorials, videos, resources and they are increasing day by day. In fact, everything starts with increasing individual and environmental awareness as well as connecting with each other and with ourselves. Thus, our way of handling of the world becomes fun, constructive and sustainable.
If Ayrancı is a shining spot on our inner world maps, Hamleci Mansion in Ürgüp is one of these luminous spots. For many of us, all these spots are the places where the feeling of being a community and the taste of being together penetrate our minds and hearts. While these vibes are transformed into Ayrancı-Neukölln Dolmuş magazine, we continue our journey to Cappadocia and then to our stop in Ürgüp, Hamleci Mansion. In this article, we want to try to explain how Hamleci Mansion has come to this day and where it goes. So, we want to go on a mini journey together.
Ürgüp is a place where the fabulous nature of Cappadocia survives, and the mansion is a place where the historical traces of the region can be followed. The famous fairy chimneys were constructed by wind and water giving shape to the texture formed by the drying of the waters in the history of active volcanoes. This geography, where different societies and cultures live, gives the feeling of an open-air museum that we can visit and see even now. Cappadocia, which Assyrians call “Katpatuka” and means “the Land of Beautiful Horses” in Persian language, is referred as the land of fairies according to a local legend.
Dear Yılmaz, who has absorbed Cappadocia into his soul, says that those who come here cannot leave when they enter the right door. It is indeed so, the roots that pierce and hold onto the rocks are so strong that it is impossible not to feel. This is the reason why we have not been able to get enough of dreaming of going back to and producing together in these lands and the Hamleci Mansion.
Hamleci Mansion was built about 200 years ago by the Greeks living in the region. One day when we were interested in the maintenance of the mansion, we learned from someone who came to do a research on the old Greek houses of the region that, in Evangelia Balta’s book “Prokopi”, there is a photograph of the first owner in front of the mansion. With the combination of these information, the stories about the mansion began to merge one by one.
We learned that the first owners of the mansion were Greeks and when they had to go during the population exchange period between Greece and Turkey, the grandfather, nicknamed Hamlecioğlu, bought the mansion. Hamleci Grandpa, whose stories we had been trying to learn for a while, was Atatürk’s telephone handler. According to what is told, he did not speak much. He was highly respected by those who knew him, and was able to see his great-grandson while he was alive. At that time, we learned that Hamleci Grandpa’s own family, as well as tenant families and “Yoğman Ağa”, who was handling some of the works of the mansion, lived together in the mansion. Ürgüp was the most famous and developed region in Cappadocia at the time that Hamlecioğlu Dede and the generation after him lived.
Another feature of the mansion that is the subject of architectural research today is its wooden door. This door was painted green after Hamleci Grandpa went on his pilgrimage.
There is a garden on the right side extending from the old door. Once in the garden, there were horses in the barn, old fruit trees, a vegetable patch and an irrigation pool. This fertile garden, which has been neglected with the decrease of the residents one by one over the years, is covered with weeds and trees. Even a part of the house was destroyed by these trees and according to the stories, this destroyed part was quite magnificent. Apple trees, which were said to have at least ten varieties before, have left their places to the self-growing apricot and black elderberry trees as well as a walnut tree that is hanging from the neighboring garden.
When you continue from the plain that extends from the garden to the mansion, you will reach the stone stairs leading to the courtyard. When you arrive the courtyard, you will see the old stone house, some parts of which are in the rocks, and the “yellow house” where the vine trees make a shade at the entrance. The courtyard, which connects the mansion and the yellow house, is in the shadow of the vines during the day and the stars and the moon at the night. According to Evangelia Balta’s book Ürgüp – Prokopi, the shape of these stone houses was determined by the rock on which they rest.
We can easily feel the natural fabric of Ürgüp in this wide area where there is a gazebo that overlooks the front garden. This mansion, which once hosted a crowded population, has sections that serve different purposes such as flour place, barn, sheep pen, tandoori, grape distillery.
When we returned to the mansion after fifteen years long abandonment, while cleaning, we discovered that there was a chapel carved into the rock between parts of the house. We think that this chapel may have inherited from the early times of Christianity. In the third century, Christians trying to meet their shelter and security needs in the Cappadocia region were able to protect themselves from the religious pressures of the Roman Empire by taking advantage of the structure of the region’s rocks suitable for carving. During these times, they continued their lives and religious practices in these safe areas. We think that the chapel, according to another assumption, may have inherited from the tunnels connecting the houses in the area.
The flour house between the yellow house and the mansion served as a cellar where cheeses, meats, vegetables and fruits were stored thanks to its location in the rock and thus keeping it cool even on hot summer days. There are two separate wells in the garden and under the “yellow house” where the tenants stay, and even the neighbors would come and take water from these wells. While there were two separate symmetrical stairs leading to the yellow house during the time of Hamleci Grandpa, today only one of them stands.
The place under the yellow house, which has an independent entrance and which we transform into a workshop today, was previously a sheep pen. The place that involves the tandoor and is used as kitchen is between the flour house and the sheep pen. This place is called “tafana” in the local language, and neighbors used to come to benefit from the tandoori. There was a grape distillery in the garden and grape molasses was boiled in large cauldrons through making fire.
Especially during Ramadan and during the holidays, the mansion was full of relatives. When grandfather was alive, they would come to kiss his grandfather’s hand. These meetings were used to lead to get 3-4 generations of the family together. Local dishes of the region were cooked for the arrivals. Hamleci Grandpa always sat on his cushion next to the wood stove in the left corner of “the room with stove”.
We have not even been able to open most of this place, some of which are in the rocks, and new rooms are linked from the other rooms. However, the never-ending features of the mansion and the fact that Ürgüp has a huge differences and great calmness compared to Ankara provides us the space we need to construct the projects we want to do.
You start carving each rock with a hole. To begin with, we decided to revive the wine culture, that is unique to Cappadocia but is hurt, within ourselves. For this purpose, last summer we had an attempt on winemaking in cooperation with our friends in the region. We have experienced winemaking in terms of the grape harvest, the crushing of the grapes, the correct maceration. During this process, we visited the wine room daily and talked nicely with wines. We are currently at the stage where the grape juices waiting in barrels and patiently waiting for them to become wine.
In permaculture, there is a crop / harvest / benefit cycle. According to Bill Mollison, all kinds of useful outputs that come out as a result of the behaviors or operations of the elements in the system are the benefits in that system. At the same time, these benefits are theoretically unlimited. We chose this principle as our road map while we construct a life system we will create in Hamleci Mansion. While buying what we need from the areas we live in and from each other, we chose to diversify and increase what we can give. With the awareness that everything is possible when we come together, all kinds of benefits we have achieved – from creating a rainwater pond in the garden to enjoying each other and healing – has been our motivation. We were good for each other, when it was good for each other, we were good for our environment as well. There were times we worked hard for Hamleci Mansion, and also we camped together in magical landscapes. It can be said that we work in festival vibes. This is our biggest reward.
It is not an easy task to get Hamleci Mansion back on its feet. Its historical nature makes any kind of renovation difficult. Considerable amounts of financial resources are required for the restoration. We are currently writing a project to receive grant support. We dream of in Hamleci Mansion, there will be a gallery area, a suitable environment where we can host artists from different places, a garden kept alive with permaculture principles and a boutique cafe or restaurant connected with the products of the garden. We are open to any improvement of and contribution to these projects that we dream of together.
In fact, what we are aiming at is to build a life woven with the art of coexistence while providing a space to everyone to discover what they want to do and helping them bring their discoveries to this life. What we experience while doing this is, starting from our uniqueness, learning to be “the one” and reflecting this; accordingly, we reach a state of “being a collective one” formed by the coming together of “all the ones”.
We are sending you all the smell of potatoes and chestnuts on the stove from Hamleci Mansion and our journey with the dream of having a place where we can enjoy our existence and materialize our ideas by taking care of each other. Let us know if you come nearby!
Contact with the authors:
Sevecen Kaplan @sevconot
Esin Metin @kaplumbagamutfak
Ayşe Yayla @aysmayslay
Translated from the Turkish original by Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
How would you introduce textum Magazine to someone who doesn’t know yet?
In order to address the starting point that brings together the team working in the establishment and preparation phase of textum Magazine, first of all, Middle East Technical University (METU in short; Ankara, Turkey), more specifically METU Political Science Student Club (SBT) should be mentioned. When almost all of us were undergraduate students at different levels, we organized a lot of activities together. Reading groups, talks, workshops, symposiums… These events always meant more than just “academic activities” for us. Of course, it also had such a function, we were improving ourselves and each other academically; but what is essential is that we were organizing a solidarity, an “idea”. Therefore, SBT was always at the forefront for both the discussions of students’ representation and the problems related to the faculty as well as May Day. So we are, as a part of this community.
Rather than just being a “student community”, with the work we did together during the time we worked for SBT, it became for us a “school”, an “alliance” and a kind of “organization”, trying to mobilize its academic qualifications in favor of the laborers and the oppressed, seeing itself as an ally with those and believing in the unity of thought and practice.
It would not be wrong to see textum Magazine as the fruit of this intellectual togetherness.
Although it was METU and SBT, which brought us together as those who took part in the realization of textum, we can say our current composition that stretches across much more diverse backgrounds and experiences and, consists of a group of students and academicians. The textum team is predominantly students operating in the field of social sciences and fed by different schools / approaches of critical thinking. In this respect, we would like to state that it is a team that keeps the discussion within itself constantly alive. In addition, this mosaic structure of the subjects of the textum is the characteristic that makes collective work even more productive. The main motivation for this team’s unity is prioritizing the critical thinking that puts social realities and problems on the agenda against the mainstream intellectual thinking. The raw material of the activities, that we have shared and been a part of over the years, is this critical thinking.
Hence, we can say that Textum is an intellectual exercise field trying to make a humble contribution to the motto of understanding and changing the world while taking some academic concerns into the account, but essentially affected and inherited by the practice of labor struggles. Also, it aims to contribute as much as possible to moving labor struggles one step further through working letter by letter.
What kind of problems, needs, goals, concerns, affections, motives did you have in the beginning and construction process of this project?
In fact, the answer to this question is closely related to the issue we discussed in the previous question. We think we need the critical thought and its organization as much as water, as much as air. We mentioned above a team that wants to take their earlier work one step further and pursue a search beyond these mentioned activities. Textum consists of a team that has a collective history and desire of working together as well as trying to think and produce by discussing and asking new questions.
Knowing that such an activity will somehow continue its life and hoping it to continue growing, we wanted to establish this channel. This is a medium that we hope to be instrumental in sharing thoughts and productions with more people, circulating them more and bringing people together. You will notice that when we mention the team who took part in the establishment of textum, we are actually talking about a “generation” shared same space and time and also gathered around similar motivations. In this manner, the textum is also a “generation project” for us. In addition to our experience of working together, we started this project with our belief in emotional togetherness of our generation and its critical and intellectual energy. We wanted to establish a publishing platform that brings people together who shares similar problems and desires, and have similar perspectives in terms of thinking and producing to us. Moreover, we wanted to contribute to the circulation of intellectual products which are produced in this setting. As a result of such a search, textum became actually the way “we have things to say”, too.
What kind of problems did you encounter until this point? And what processes did you experience and what kind of solutions did you develop to overcome them?
Obviously, approximately a year ago before we put the magazine into a concrete form, we had to hold meetings and we needed some discussions.
However, regardless of the course of these discussions, it took almost a year for this project to materialize and finally exist, both because it required a considerable workforce and overtime to start its publication life as a magazine, and also many of us were experiencing some radical changes in our lives. In this context, some of the results of the Covid-19 epidemic in the form of remote working-staying at home and the need to understand and interpret what is happening in the world more than before due to the epidemic provides us a suitable environment for realizing textum and to put into practice what we have in mind for a while.
Since the beginning of the pandemic process, we had already communicated with each other and continued to follow approaches to the outbreak and its direct and indirect consequences both in academia of Turkey and the world. As a result, as a positive output of the pandemics process, the textum, which we planned in advance but could not implement due to certain problems, started its publication life in June 2020.
Of course, there were other problems we encountered during this period. Many articles in the scope of our first file, which we planned for release, had content that required one-on-one or collective meetings with people. In this context, we had to constantly conduct our meetings online due to the pandemic. It should be said that this situation creates some obstacles to our deeper consideration on the issues. Similarly, it should be said that all the meetings that should be held as a publish team are also held on online platforms. Although such online meetings have beneficial aspects in terms of overcoming spatial distances, it should be emphasized that these meetings are not as efficient as face-to-face discussions. So much so that we even have to do this interview over the internet.
We tried to find solutions to such obstacles and disadvantages by meeting face-to-face and exchanging ideas in groups in the conditions that allow outdoor meetings in summer months, despite not all at the same time. Thus, we can say that our second file, which could overcome the disadvantaged conditions of the first file, was created with a richer content in terms of intellectual depth. Of course, we intend to develop the studies in future files.
Finally, we have to say that we faced with some structural problems of online magazine publishing. The best known of these is some technical problems in textum’s database. To be more specific, we wake up some mornings that the texts on the site were distorted, their order lost and similar problems occurred. In addition, sometimes access to the website may be disturbed. In fact, as we mentioned above, these are the problems of online magazine publishing inherent to technological diffuculties. Fortunately, some of the backup processes we have done on time, helped us in such cases and such small but annoying problems can be overcome.
What have you found on the way until the magazine reached this point? What do you hope to find for the future?
This is a really good question. Perhaps the most important benefits of a magazine or a similar project are those have found on the way or the ones to be found in the future. From this perspective, we should say that the first (and perhaps the nicest) thing we find on the way until the textum arrives this point is new colleagues. We should say that the textum, whose foundations were laid at SBT events in METU, has made many people a part of this work since the preparation process. In this context, the Textum Assembly, which we created as soon as we started publishing, became an inspiring medium where new ideas were discussed, as well as a structure in which we feel the strength of our fellow travelers walking with us with its ever-expanding sum. We are very happy to find companions who share similar feelings, excitement and intellectual approaches with us.
On the other hand, with this work, each of us gained new interests and experiences. One way or another, a publishing experience is ours. We have to follow discussions in a wide variety of fields, read and evaluate receiving articles, and make translations and interviews. There is a diverse learning process in both content and form for us. In summary, we aim to progress towards a publishing practice that will become stronger day by day with our new colleagues and our deepening perspective. In this respect, we firmly believe that the progressive process will bring new gains in every aspect.
What kind of interactions did the magazine project and its process create in your close circle? What kind of reactions did you get?
It would not be wrong to say that we have received positive reactions in general. Especially since the first file we published, we have received feedbacks, which encouraged and made us happy, from our academic community. In addition, we have received and published new articles from friends who are inspired by what we have done and who want to improve the textum with their work. The most important output of this process is that we have contributed to the organization of critical practice in the intellectual field. Especially with our second file, the criticism we directed to the university, as an institutional structure that we are currently in, has gained the appreciation from our many friends. They congratulated us on our courage and made us look to the future with more hope.
In what direction do you want to advance in the future? What goals do you have?
What we have produced in our short publication life so far and the feedbacks make us think that we are not doing a bad job in line with the goals we mentioned above. We want to continue to work and produce in this direction as well as more people to feel and contribute as a part of this medium. The inherent motivation for publishing and establishing a publishing platform is to circulate, read and discuss the products you produce. We see that we have reached a certain readership so far, that our work has attracted attention in different circles with increasing interest. Of course, as a very young, newly established magazine, we are at the very beginning of the way. Our hope is to ensure the continuity of this interest, to create more and to produce works that deserve this.
It is our greatest wish that those who have academic, political and social interests and concerns, and those who have words to say in this context, will contribute to this discussion platform that we are trying to establish. The doors of the textum are wide open to those who wish to contribute to critical social thought. This call is of course primarily a call for our own generation. Today, a medium where the young generation, worn and despaired by the social crises of our age, can express themselves, discuss and speak about the mentioned social crises has become more needed than ever. Therefore, creating and expanding these types of mediums is one of the main goals for textum.
When considered in terms of publishing activity, it is useful to remember the fact that current time directs us all to digital channels. The fact that printed publication is becoming an increasingly rare method to choose increases the interest in digital platforms such as textum. However, it would be wrong to think that digital publishing alone provides access to the reader. The quality of the work produced here becomes very important. Another main goal in terms of textum is to produce intellectually quality content. Therefore, when we talk about our future goals, we would like to emphasize that we want to ensure the collective continuity of our work and to increase the quality of the content produced.
What have you learned from the mistakes you have made so far? What would you recommend to those who want to do similar projects?
As we said before, this is a long journey, we are at the very beginning of this road, and we learn new things with every step we take. Maybe this is not a mistake, but we could do it without the one-year delay we mentioned. In this sense, if it is accepted as a “wish”, we say, if only we had entered into this business before. On the other hand, there are some difficulties that the work itself poses. Although we have worked together or separately in various publishing works, we learn how difficult it is to produce a compact and organized file. In this sense, we did our best not to make the mistakes, that we made in the first file, in the second one. We believe that we will gradually reduce these mistakes in future studies.
Do you have any calls for solidarity to overcome specific challenges regarding the project?
To what extent it is possible to call this “difficulty” is unknown; but one of the most important achievements for a magazine would be to create its own audience. In this sense, we always repeat our call to be more read and shared.
Any last words?
Thank you very much for your invitation. We wish you good luck in your work, too!
Interviewer: Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
Translated from Turkish original by: Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
Korhan was looking out of his window. His house had a position for him to see Sakarya Street from the front. So, he was in one of the best places to observe all the turmoil. Thirteen days had passed since scientists announced that exactly twenty-eight days later, a meteorite would crash into the Earth and bring about the end of humanity.
Things haven’t gone so well for Korhan lately. For almost a year, he has been contemplating existence and searching for it in his own way. After one year, he could not reach anywhere, and while he was cursing his fate, he heard the news from television. His fate, which had not revealed the secrets of existence, gave him the gift of “annihilation” itself.
After hearing the news, Korhan realized that he was happy inside, let alone sad. This meteor promised chaos, rebellion, falling paradigms, freedom and annihilation. All this was convenient and pleasant for Korhan. For a man who is chronically on the verge of suicide, he could not be filled with more joy and happiness.
A long time passed away before he thought of taking a look outside, shedding the thoughts that he had been buried since he received the news. He wondered, how did people react to this situation? He was horrified when he looked out the window. Life was in its normal flow.
He had already given up hope on people, but he thought that this was too much even for them. How can someone who would die in twenty-eight days still commute to work? He reassured himself that maybe they did not hear about the meteor yet, or they did not grasp the gravity of the situation. “Let’s see after a little more time,” he said to himself. He still had to go out while everything was “normal” and get food, water and cigarettes, so he did.
Courtesy of Emrah Özdemir
Chapter 2
Now, thirteen days later, Korhan could envision the meteor and the annihilation in a more reasonable way. He was sitting and watching Sakarya Street from the window as always. People were also starting to realize the situation, and so the chaos was felt faintly.
Still, some people did not get out of their routine. For instance, the police were still guarding the interests of their precious state, the politicians were making restraint calls, and the religious preachers declared the coming of the apocalypse and called for worship. But except for these people, everyone surrendered to chaos and extinction.
Outside, Korhan saw a crowd dancing, drinking, talking, having fun and making love around a big fire. “It’s just like the old days of resistance,” he thought, got out of the house and surrendered himself to the crowd moving as if it were a single, large organism.
He drank, danced, laughed, drank again, chatted, loved the conversation, liked, had sex, sobered up, got high… And he ruminated… The world would disappear after a very short time. For this reason, he was perhaps living the happiest day of his life. The more he looked at this strange situation, the more he felt special. However, as a quick observation would infer, he was not much different from other people. The majority of the people were well aware that they would extinct after a while. Interestingly enough, they were happier, except for some presumptuous paranoiacs. People were suddenly unchained. Future anxiety, responsibilities, complexes, morality, the state, insecurity, in short, all oppression mechanisms became meaningless. The collapse of these mechanisms, which took hundreds of years to form, in a few weeks, gave Korhan incredible pleasure. He took one last puff and killed his cigarette.
Days were passing by. The end of humanity was fast approaching. Humanity was perhaps at its happiest era ever since hunter-gatherer times. Those who could think for a little bit were questioning how humankind could have condemned itself to suffer all this time. There was no answer to that. The meteor was like an executioner, fulfilling the last wish of a death row inmate. It has given humanity its last wish; freedom. Yet, this did not mean that the execution would not happen. The meteor was as concrete as a guillotine, annihilation was as inevitable as a revolution. Death is too close to be worthy of worrying.
The meteor came quite close and created a sight too beautiful for words to describe. There were three days left to the hit. The world was overwhelmed with joy. Korhan had slowly begun to think about where and how he would face the annihilation. He definitely wanted it to be in a crowded place. He must see the last moments of other people. Should he be lying down or standing? What should he wear? Should he be high or sober? He had to decide all this right away. He could not simply die out. What about his last words? “Oh God, there is so much to do,” he grumbled.
Courtesy of Kubilay Öztürk
Chapter 3
Korhan made his way home to sleep and postpone what needs to be planned. He was feeling confused as he climbed the stairs from the apartment door to his house. Someone was sleeping in front of his door. He recognized Yasemin while trying to get into the house without waking her up. Yasemin, Yasemin, Yasemin. He found Yasemin unexpectedly, as usual, she was lying on the mat, curled like a cat. When Korhan made a move to wake her up, he felt discomfort and restlessness inside. He felt this way for the first time since the approach of the meteor.
For a moment, he thought of not waking Yasemin and continuing his life. But realizing that his conscience would not be at ease afterward, he sent this thought back to the depths of his subconscious.
-Yasemin, Yasemin! Wake up, you will be sick.
– Wait a second (stretches, yawns). Korhan is that you! Ha, ha! You got bald and thin, I hardly recognized you.
– It cannot be said that the years have been very affectionate to you too. You got old.
– Korhan, my dear, getting old is an individual decision. Some of them age at fifty, others at twenty like you. Dear Korhan, would a person got old in the second year of college like you? As for me, I will grow old the day I come to fifty.
– Yasemin, I am not sure if the past years have aged you, but as far as I can see, it has fed your ruthlessness. Wait for a little dear, don’t attack from the first minute.
– Oh yeah, I was indiscreet again wasn’t I? But I’m sleepy, you could not come. Won’t you let me in?
– Sorry, I was lost in thought. Come on in.
So Yasemin and Korhan entered the house. Korhan was taken aback and puzzled.
“So this is where you live, huh, the location is pretty good.” Yasemin started the second round of conversation.
-It’s ok, I like living in the center of the city.
-The inside of the house is also not bad, I like it.
“Thanks,” said Korhan. Yasemin did not ask a new question or start a new conversation. At that moment, in this moment of silence, Korhan realized that the subject that made the conversation exist was Yasemin. Korhan decided to break this annoying silence. But there was a problem. Korhan’s mind had turned into an empty board. Nothing came to his mind to break the silence.
Unbroken silences grow. The tension increases as it grows. As the tension increases, panic starts. The more you panic, the more difficult it is to find something to say. This is a vicious circle. Korhan was experiencing this. Mutual silence continued for a long time. Korhan, who was nervous, decided to gather all his attention and put an end to this. Korhan forced himself to think: “What can I say, what can I say?” “The meteor!”
At this exact moment of “eureka”, Korhan remembered that he had only three days to annihilation by eluding the drunkenness he had experienced since seeing Yasemin. Yasemin had blown his mind and he completely forgot about the meteor. Finally, he broke the silence clumsily. “By the way, we don’t have to worry about aging anymore, we will have three more days at best.” Yasemin had difficulty understanding this assessment coming out of the blue.
– Oh, you are talking about the meteor. I don’t believe it.
– How come?
– Just, I don’t.
– What does it mean, how is that possible? Look, it can be seen right over there, above us.
– I don’t believe it, do I have to? You cannot question people for not believing. Do they have to believe? There is no such thing! I have a friend who doesn’t believe in atoms, in fact, they are three brothers. The little one doesn’t believe in time. The other doesn’t believe in inflation.
– Inflation?
– Yes, inflation. I accept it too. It is ok not to believe in atoms or time, but not believing in inflation is quite difficult.
And they became silent again. Korhan, who could not tolerate a new silence, immediately came to the point without dancing around it.
– Why are you here Yasemin?
– You know when people do not believe in God but pray anyway. Like that, I say goodbye to the people I value in life even though I do not believe in that meteor.
– So, tecahül-ü arif?
– No, it’s more like a hüsn-ü talil .
Korhan was very happy. It was priceless to experience, just before the annihilation, one more time that Yasemin loved and valued him as he was. Yasemin was saying and showing this in her own way. They spent that night together.
When he got up in the morning, Korhan realized that Yasemin was gone. He was already expecting this, otherwise, it would be more difficult. Yasemin left a note: “There are other people I should see. Stay with love.” Korhan had found the peace he was looking for. Frankly, he no longer cared about existence or annihilation. He had gone beyond existence and annihilation. He felt like Epicurus. And why he felt that way, he had no idea. He always thought that as he got closer to annihilation, he would feel like Nietzsche. Where did Epicurus come from now? He decided to follow this feeling and read Epicurus’s philosophy until the annihilation. In this way, he decided how to say goodbye to his existence soon.
Courtesy of Barış Pekçağlıyan
Chapter 4
At home, Korhan mingled with his thoughts for a long time, his mind was very clear and thoughts were almost rushing in his mind. He was thinking so quickly, clearly, and boldly; he was suddenly discovering the bridge between two thoughts that he could not reconcile with each other for years, or he could see the missing side of a thought he had been affirming for years in a “snap”. Yasemin left him with two things: tranquility and sorrow. This duo stimulated Korhan’s brain. When he looked up at the clock, he said “yes”. “Time is up.” Annihilation is now at the door. He wore his favorite clothes. He pulled out some of his favorite books and put them in his bag. He put a bottle of whiskey and cigarettes in the bag. He was ready now and he could leave the house and welcome the annihilation.
Korhan stepped out of the apartment door as if stepping into a festival. It was so crowded that there was no place to step. Korhan’s sharpened intelligence immediately began to examine people and their last hours. People were waiting for the meteor as if they were waiting for the New Year. Most people came together and formed this great crowd to meet the annihilation together with other people. The crowd grew as the meteor approached because people could not stand the idea of dying alone, they wanted to die together. Korhan could not decide, were these people afraid of death or loneliness? Even for those who fear death most, when everyone died at the same time, it was as if death was no longer frightening. At least Korhan’s instincts were telling that. In this case, people must have been afraid of loneliness.
But when he recalled the life going on just before the meteor, he realized that the situation was a bit more complicated than it appeared. They were so lonely and loveless that if people were afraid of loneliness in that disgusting system, they would rather die than live like this. The dilemma of whether people were afraid of death or loneliness, so they needed to come together just before the annihilation, challenged Korhan. He overcame the dilemma with a synthesis: People were afraid of dying alone. Another possibility was that this issue was a subject far beyond what Korhan could understand. Korhan was overwhelmed while thinking about all these.
He felt the urge to be away from people, which he often felt, deep inside his soul and mind. Korhan would not be able to do it. He did not like people insomuch that even the transformation they had experienced in the last month was not enough to make Korhan love them a little. It took less than a minute for him to change his mind about what he had been planning for the past week; observing people’s final moments. His new plan was to go to nature and to meet the annihilation there, in the arms of mother nature. There was only one place in Ankara where he could meet with mother nature. Thus, he set out for the forests of Middle East Technical University. He wondered how much time he had. It was getting dark. The day the meteor would hit was clear, but no one made a statement about its hour. Korhan was hoping at least to enter the forest before the collision.
He was looking at the meteor and trying to estimate his remaining time. But it was not possible to understand. In this uneasiness, he was able to reach mother nature on the double. Large pine trees and slightly moist soil with a fragrance greeted him. Korhan was grateful and happy. He sat down on the ground reverently. He took out his whiskey and had a sip. He wanted to take out his joint and light it up. He could not. Because he forgot to take a lighter with him.
Courtesy of Kubilay Öztürk
Chapter 5
At that moment, Korhan felt like crying due to the absence of a lighter. His situation was really, really annoying. He had to struggle to get calm again. When he succeeded, he got up and started touring around in the forest. Being very aware that he was making his last walk under the pine trees, he walked slowly towards the pond. As he approached the pond, he heard crackles first, then realized that the crackles were coming out of a fire, then he saw the fire, then he saw the old man with the long white beard over the fire, and finally sat next to him.
– Old man, do you have a lighter?
– Yes, here.
– Can I sit by you if I am not going to ruin your last moments?
– Sit down. You are a God-sent guest.
– Would you like to take a puff?
– Alright.
– I’m Korhan.
– Nice to meet you.
– Making a fire was a good idea, brother. Otherwise, we would get cold.
– Yes.
– Are you always so silent or is it special for today, old man?
– I am silent on special occasions.
Based on his short answers to Korhan’s questions, Korhan realized that he wanted to spend his last moments in peace. This is exactly what Korhan wanted; to disappear in peace. He stopped talking and left the old man in peace. But the approaching footsteps broke the silence which was just beginning to rule. However, for the first time in a long time, the silence was not bothering Korhan. It was easy for Korhan to be silent next to this old man. “I wish I had met this man before, I could have learned a lot from him”, he thought.
When Korhan turned his head in the direction of the sounds, he saw two people, one man and one woman, approaching. Afterward, they asked permission from Korhan and the old man and sat next to them. After them, two or three people coming from different directions sat in the same place. So they formed a small group. Apparently, the idea of dying alone seemed unbearable to people here also in mother nature’s arms.
The group, which seemed like a mid-sized group of friends with the participation of new people, was waiting in silence. Everyone now understood that they were living their last minutes, given the terrible size of the meteor, and no one was speaking. The silence was growing. Korhan knew that unbroken silences grow. He didn’t want that. He broke the silence immediately:
– Yes friends! Let’s take your last words.
Some said a poem, some quoted, some swore, some prayed. The old man just smiled and kept his silence. Then someone from the group asked the last words of Korhan. Taking a deep breath, Korhan drank his whiskey in front of him and took out the book with the Epicurus picture from the bag, threw it into the fire in front of him. He said, “If I am, death is not. If death is, I am not.”
As soon as he completed his words, the meteor hit the earth. It started an uproar. A cloud of dust covered the earth step by step and left nothing behind. It was very fast. Nobody could understand what happened. Nobody suffered either. Everyone was dead. Except for one person. Korhan was alive. Nothing had happened to him. He hadn’t succeeded even not to exist.
Courtesy of Barış Pekçağlıyan
Tevfik Hürkan Urhan
2015 /2016 Winter, Ayrancı-Ankara
Translation from Turkish: Meltem Uz
Cover Design: İlkin Taşdelen
Photographs: Barış Pekçağlıyan, Emrah Özdemir, Kubilay Öztürk
