Tuesday, 29 June 2010

A Sunday Drive Out or A Bad Landing in Istanbul

After all I wrote about likening the creative process to landing and taking off blah blah blah, it seems ironic that I happened to come across these pictures that I took in Istanbul about 10 years ago.
If the plane had gone a hundred yards or so further, it would have hit the the overhead power lines above the railway and exploded.
Is somebody up there trying to tell me something?









Never let it be said that the Turks are not enterprising (if extremely laid back!)

5 comments:

  1. love thes photos and the link to them makes me think of a picture paints a thousand words!!!!

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  2. stunning images!

    you've got a great narrative running though them.

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  3. I love those pictures! I think Louise is right - you could write a novel inspired by them (at the very least)

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  4. Your pictures speak volumes of the differences between Turkish and English cultural uptake on life.

    In England this story would have been prefixed with such utterances from the BBC as, "A miraculas escape for passengers", or " Passengers escape carnage"

    But on Turkish TV it would have mearly been seen as a good oppertunity to make a sale.

    How different our two cultures have become.
    Here, we are brainwashed into believing that the passengers had a miraculouse escape, whilst in Turkey, the truth would have been self evedent, namely, that the passengers had mearly postponed the enevitable truth that we will all, one day, meet our maker.

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  5. Does anybody out there understand why I`m even more petrified of flying now even after doing it for 30 years?
    `The more you do it , the easier it gets` is a complete fallacy!

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