“Ara Güler’s Istanbul, melancholy and fog-shrouded, is illuminated not by the ostentatious remnants of the Ottoman Empire, but by streetlights lit at nightfall, the reflections from rainy pavements, the headlights of cars climbing the hill toward Beyoglu, and the lights from ferries along the Bosphorus. This Istanbul is full of stories, of references to literature, painting and cinema, fields in which he has many friends. Güler says, “Our world was created by artists: I looked for them everywhere and took their photographs”.”— Lost Instanbul: Ara Güler
