A year ago (by premonition maybe) we were writing about Alphan's Istanbul that it was the same of Guler's, both capturing the city's "huzun".
The events of the recent past, whatever we call them ("coup, coup attempt, failed coup attempt, or theater, the Truman show or merely a passing bad dream" as James Tressler, a writer and teacher is saying) have/will change a lot down the road.
Suddenly optimism faded to a familiar melancholy (huzun).
And the people are trying to show some resistance while swallowed by the city darkness. (Alphan Yilmazmaden)
Ara Guler's Istanbul is Bosphorus' mouth, it is tramway 26 at Sirkeci, the city in the 50's and 60's, its struggling people, the fishermen, its huzun (melancholy).
But the same Istanbul is also Alphan's, his childhood's and now his photographic mastery's.
Places change, people too, but their complicity does not. The city and its inhabitants keep their eternal dance. The city changes them and them the city, but they keep the same passion for each other. They keep creating memories which will not fade away.
I have never visited Istanbul to photograph it. I am persuaded, and humbly accepting, that it is one of the cities that only their inhabitants are able to capture their soul. Brassai's and Bresson's Paris, Raghubir Singh's India, Winogrand's New York, Guler's and Alphan's Istanbul … will never reveal their mysteries to us the common visitors.
Because these local photographers are the only capable to create poetic testaments and testimonies by distilling, day in - day out, the many layers of an overwhelming Eastern Balkanic existence.
Photos from Alphan Yilmazmaden's series: Dark side of the moon & Prinkipo
The Bulb Collective consists of photographers active in urban (and rural) photography with an expressive shift to include highly aesthetic and poetic images in their assignments.