Maiden’s Tower by Day

Up until now, almost every canvas I touched was born from the quiet depths of my inner world. Visual aesthetics were rarely my starting point; my brush sought feeling over form. Yet one day, a rare urge stirred within me—a desire to step outside the familiar walls of my home and to capture what lay directly before my eyes. Sitting in a Bosphorus café opposite the Maiden’s Tower, I painted it in its newest form (following a recent renovation). But the ‘restoration’ of this beloved landmark feels more like it was demolished and rebuilt from scratch. (An opinion widely described in the news as a ‘disaster.’) To my eyes, its ancient soul has been stripped away, leaving behind a colder, soulless reflection. And what of the Boatman? As always, he remains a gentle bridge anchored between harsh reality and the warmth of imagination. This piece carries less of my usual inward solitude. Perhaps for that very reason it reflects a deeply personal kind of realism.

Gouache on paper, 20 x 20 cm, 200 USD

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The actual Maiden’s Tower stands in the distance. Its name reflects an ancient legend in which a king isolates his daughter on this tiny island to protect her from a prophecy that she would succumb to the bite of a snake. Tragically, a snake hiding in a delivered basket of fruit resulted in her death.

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