I visited an art workshop in platform, a garanti bank sponsored galary and art center, where some international artists spend a sponsored resindence year. from time to time İ have a look in this scene. on saturday I watched two presentations.
first a strange presentation of bioteknica.org. a project which i liked cause it tried to get a view on biotechnics without a moral attitude, but critical. but the session, where some self-grown cancer tissue was cutted by the audience - I don`t know, that`s maybe just a play with the fascination of disgust.
the second presentation i watched was by bengü. I haven`t seen her recent work about tv-reality. Have a look here.

the winter is comming soon. far north, in norway and finland, it already arrived. me, İ`m also preparing. collecting enough movies, and setting up an oven.

the first day, maybe one week ago, İ connected my oven to the chimney. it looked a little strange, like, the the hole was not clear and İ didn`t really know how far the smokepipe should be in the chimney. İ ordered some wood and cole and started to light a fire.
the result was a deasaster: my neighbor (1) knocked the door quite panicly as she thought İ set my flat on fire. well İ had to change sth. As possible reasons for this desaster i figured out:

the smoke pipe put to far into the chimney - my favorite reason, because the solution would have benn easiest

the sun shining on the top of the chimney so the air n the top is warmer than in the oven.

to little fire in the oven

İ waited about one week before i started the next try yesterday. plenty og small wood should make a good fire and the smoke should easily go to the fixed link to the chimney and in the cold enough air - the desaster was even worse, at least there was a fire burning, but about halve of the smoke went into the room.

neighbor two was comming, diskussing the issue. so i learned, the chimney i am uing is out of order. she was quite amused by me dealing with this problem.
immidiatly after her leaving neighbor 3+4 where comming. the same discussion, but they didn`t know about the chimney out of order. at first they estinguished the fire with water, whicj i wanted to avoid, in order not to damage the stone … anyway they where as stumped as me and the solution was mainly to speak with the landlord.

when neighbor 5 entered the scene and all the discussion repeated the next time İ finally realized, whats going on. İt seemd that people just were looking for a reason to visit my flat - some more desasters like this and İ will be integrated in my neighborhood.

so my next projekt after getting my oven to work properly is washing my carpets in the street. already the first step - installing a tube to the street has some chance to turn in a catastrophy …

i did some revıew ovcer my bloroll. basicly i kicked out those who aren`t active any more, also some i didn`t read any more. One blog stayed, though i was bored some while, cause the most content was commenting some articles of the german green liberal paper “die tageszeitung”. now urmila, blogging in “anders deutsch“, moved and he content seems to be more interestimg to me. these little observations like this:

btw.: anders deutsch is still listed as an english blog. but urmila is writing in german mostly. I`m not really convinced. which language you use, is mostly depending who you want to communicating with. I don`t see, why it`s a matter of your own perspective.

quite new is an other english blog. yeahpopeseems to go on in writing english, even if s_he talked about wanting to start blogging german.

a propos pope: the pope wants to come to istanbul in november. Hm. probably İ will not be able to ignore. lets`s see.

İ just arrived in time to catch the last days of ramazan. I experienced by not being very sensible - I went ın a lokanta ordered food like many other and ate with lust - as evrybady else waited for the official sunset. uh İ really felt a little bit guilty.

but just after realizing ramazan ı have to realize the holidays hold at its end. a little bit unexpected, because I wanted to do some organization, callıing up some offices and so om, but the next 3 days are the worst to da so - like if you would like to do at chrismass in europe.

on the other hand İ will have to leave home, if İ want to escape the children and knocking for sweets.

there are times, i don`t feel like blogging, cause i don,t expirience anything blogable. but sometimes blogging is difficult, if you experience too much and don`t find the time or opportunity to blog it immidiatly, so the next possible story is comming and you feel you will not be able to tell it all any more.
well, but some people are waiting. yes - i arrived back in istanbul. what a strange arrival. after 3 days on the road from munich to istanbul and a huge lack of sleep - the last drivers weren`t so lucky, if they expacted conversatıon, cause İ fall asleep immatiatly after entering any car/truck - I couldn`t come into my flat. The key wasn`t working. I learned some circumstances from my neighbours - the investigations are going on, so will will not publish the story right now - checked out the possibilities to enter the flat by the back window, where İ met a dog who brought me in the situation to explain my backyard tour. anyway İ decided not to climb into the window, as it seemed quite adventueres to me. İ left my big heavy bag to my neighbours and decided to look for a place to sleep somewhere else which led me to a first meeting with a very important friend some cups of tea.
the day after İ once again checked my opportunıties and decided after some time to hire a professional lock opener. he did within one minute.
That`s a story - I could be a little bit more elaborated in dramatic telling and so on, but it`s just one of many. İ didn`t blog since İ arrived in Tronheim. Jelena wrote about my visit here - calling me “saki” - i can`t really get used to this name … - . I enjoyed my stay and it was very interesting to spend my time in a country so opposite to istanbul: quiet, clean, organized and kind of clearly arranged. taking walks in the forrest, the village style housing areas. watching tagesschau with the super broad university internet connection, shopping - or maybe better: hunting for special offers in those amazingly big supermarkets- , cooking, eating, thats what İ did in trondheim. and of course seeing jelena, meeting her flatmates and friends …
and of course there would be thousands of hitchhiking stories. I just will give some headwords, if you want these stories you will have to ask: to learn, why there is a thermo coffee cup in evry norwegıan car - hunters drive the classical Volkswagen vans - even in situations where it is unpossible to get a lift its possible to get a lift - why has a ferry a restaurant, if the trip is taking just 20 min. - a former marines officer who quitted the danısh army becuase of his pacifism and was as leftist as any ATTAC activist. avoid talking about israel if getting on is more important than your integracy. - riding a truck with 550 pigs on board and a driver who served for bundeswehr in afghanistan - just try to speak about issues he can`t present his racism. - one can be specialized in printing labels for bottles. - or in producing power plants based on organic gas production - people begin to think about downshifting - a bridge slided away, so it was not possible to go over nor under it, whick means there is now alternative in a montain area, despite you find a local driver who knows the area - I`m glad to find still some people who rather call themselves yugoslavian than kroation or bosnian or whatever, it seems to be those you where abroad in the early nineties - i was lucke that someone forget to change money before goıng to france and therefore had to go back to serbia - the night in a truck going to turkey with a driver proud of being able to sleep while driving - an other job alternative: maintaining gsm senders in montain areas …

ok this was my travel, yesterday İ had a nice evening going out. despite this stalking guy and all the people who couldn`t react and defended him, as being in a crisis … oh my god, we had this discussion one year ago … nevertheless we had some good party and i explored a new club - “very underground” …