DIAMOND DUST MARMARA
-These specks of ink are really tiny points of light- diamond dust on the silky pale water -Marmara Sea from the Polat Hotel, Yesilköy 9 September 2007
THE BLUE MOSQUE
It always makes me pause to realize that the people who built the visions glowing in the night never saw them like this… fairytale visions created for future generations. They would’ve been lit up with torches though—–
LET IT BE
Phil playing Besame Mucho while the Blue Mosque glows outside & Moni glows inside—–Back in Istanbul! Before Phil started playing, Let It Be came on the radio. All my life that song has come to remind me that everything is playing out as it should.
MONI & PHIL AT MIKE’S
-Moni &Phil from Malasia via Kapadokya at Mike’s – “Aw, you make me look so sweet!”
DANCING AT MIKE’S
-Mike on his 53rd birthday – 13 October 2007—–Perhaps the last drawing I ever did at one of Mike’s legendary birthday parties.
PEACOCK AT CHORA
-I love this peacock in the corner-
FAST TAKE ON THE VIRGIN
CHORA-I wonder how many term papers have been written on the influence of Byzantine art on Klimt, Beardsley & Art Nouveau in general?
-Waiting for the ferry-
I now set about the serious business of finding an apartment in Sultanahmet, between forays into Byzantium.
MOON OVER AYA IRENE
Sultana the Van Cat lived in a Sultanahmet carpet shop and had many kittens. Boy, did she sell carpets.
Some encounters were lovely, others not so much.
–This guy owns an apartment with a view I dearly love… we went round & round- but it was doomed…He actually told me that I, as a single woman, could not have visitors!—–That’s like being told that you seem a prostitute. What a creep!