When I walk on the street, alone
If I notice that I am smiling
I think that people will suppose I am crazy
And I smile.
Orhan Veli
People living in the metropolis can adapt or not to the city they stand in with all the variables. I think the city shapes people’s routines and moods. Especially if you’re in Istanbul, a city quite swiftly transforming and having too many variables, adapting would undoubtedly become acrobatics. At least, it is what’s been expected from you.
When you track the city on eye-level and carry out your sightseeing routines, you can shockingly see those variables I’ve mentioned above as well. Metropolis has such an impact as if flowing between space and time by a time machine. It’s possible for you to suddenly pass from such a central place covered with cubic forms to an isolated forest. Can it be possible that such a fast transformation of spaces where we call home and have sense of belonging that much cause mental confusion for us? When we consider upon human psychology, we see that we become something to which we exposed that much. Then, we can admit that what we turn into at present is a “confusion”.
What could be the solution of these people who try to escape from this “confusion” but have to stay in the city somehow? Individual must construct a quiet and peaceful environment in order to preserve her/his psychological balance. But if she/he tracks the city on eye-level, things she/he is exposed to don’t allow doing all that. When we think like that, we can assume that people walking in the city by keeping to look at the ground or wandering by listening to music outside are in the struggle for constructing a spiritual-exempted space. A nowhere exempted from body captured in “this moment” and this space, a nowhere boundless just like the sky...