I'm Listening to Istanbul 1950 - 2010 (Ciltli)

Stok Kodu:
9789757710233
Boyut:
280-380
Sayfa Sayısı:
240
Baskı:
2
Basım Tarihi:
2014-12
Kapak Türü:
Ciltli
Kağıt Türü:
Kuşe
Dili:
İngilizce
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I'm Listening to Istanbul 1950 - 2010 (Ciltli)
I'm Listening to Istanbul 1950 - 2010 (Ciltli)
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Hardcover, printed with a special technique on Garda paper
Since the 1950s Ara Güler has recorded in his photographs everything that attracted his interest, first as a journalist for the daily newspaper Yeni İstanbul and later for international magazines like Time-Life. Ara Güler's goal in his photography has been to reveal the rhythm of a city, to observe its people, to identify certain scenes and to compose them into appropriate forms for a photograph. In his photos we don't make new discoveries, rather we find scenes from life, not in the extremes of an artistic atmosphere, but in the multitude of moments that make up ordinary daily living. The aesthetic of Ara Güler's photography has its roots in his vision of man in his real and true en-vironment; just as in the poetry of Oscar Wilde, we find nothing in his photog-raphs reflected in a delicate or elegant manner. Everything he documents is exactly what it is, the way he has expe-rienced it.
Hardcover, printed with a special technique on Garda paper
Since the 1950s Ara Güler has recorded in his photographs everything that attracted his interest, first as a journalist for the daily newspaper Yeni İstanbul and later for international magazines like Time-Life. Ara Güler's goal in his photography has been to reveal the rhythm of a city, to observe its people, to identify certain scenes and to compose them into appropriate forms for a photograph. In his photos we don't make new discoveries, rather we find scenes from life, not in the extremes of an artistic atmosphere, but in the multitude of moments that make up ordinary daily living. The aesthetic of Ara Güler's photography has its roots in his vision of man in his real and true en-vironment; just as in the poetry of Oscar Wilde, we find nothing in his photog-raphs reflected in a delicate or elegant manner. Everything he documents is exactly what it is, the way he has expe-rienced it.
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