Light in the dark;

 When work is shit, this guy makes me find the light in the dark. 

Have a reminder for your 'Happiness Capacity'

There's a hidden joyful epiphany in finding your drafts when writing. The words you used, that you had forgot. The feelings that got faded away in time...

I got that today with finding a very old draft. 

I decided on a 30 day yoga today. I need to make a change. I need to bring light in my life again. 

Xmas dinner in the castle with loved ones

*I should always remember this smile, this night and how happy I can be.

Little moments of love;

As you may know I’m having hard times these days and desperately I’m looking for something to cheers me up. There are tiny things on daily basis that can make you happy, things you never even notice sometimes. Like a ray of a sun after a week of heavy rain. Like waking up in the morning and finding out that Maya is sleeping on my neck, snoring. Like the smell of a coffee. Like the trees blossoms. Like Tannaz singing. Like a simple text from a friend. Like hearing your favorite song on a new playlist on spotify,… . See? This list is endless. I’ve learned that embracing these little moment can help you a lot.

 And I’m grateful for each and every one of them.

But today something really different happened. It was one of those moments when you are not looking for something big, and it happens right in front of you.

There’s a little girl living next door. She should be five or six. Sometimes when I’m about to go out to take Maya for a walk I see her with her mom coming back from nursery. If Maya is not with me, usually she looks at me like, where is the dog. One time she bashfully asked her mom to ask me, where is Maya? -Which I heard and told her that I was going out and Maya is at home playing with her toys.

Today I came back from my daily walk with Maya when she started growling (more like singing) in the hallway, behind or flat’s door. She was thirsty I could tell. Suddenly I say a small hand which were painted in pink came out of the letter box. Maya started to jump to give the hand a high-five. The girl was laughing so loud and Maya was so excited too J So I bent and said hi to the girl, and she asked me if I can bring Maya close so she could touch her. And that was just cute! She said I always come behind the door when I hear Maya.

This just made my day. And I’m so damn grateful for it! 

Where the little hand came out to touch Maya:)

 Love, 

eL.

#100happydays No.1

Here is starts a series of my happy days.
Waking up on a holiday morning. Nice weekend.
You too. Start a series .

http://100happydays.com/

Black and White inspiration

One day with Meryem .

eL.

Hands: Chapter 3

“I want your hand without the skin. Bone to bone without the molds. Mouth to mouth, without the porn." 
- Coco J. Ginger

*Photo by me .
*Drawing of the bones by me too . Pen on paper.

Hands : Second Chapter

Anahita's hand + Ihlamur Çay . 

xo.

Hands , The object of my attention

For the first time in my life , when I started to feel something special about art , I felt the exact same thing about my hands. From that moment on , my hands played a very important role in my art .
My sister is pretty good in reading palms (believe it or not!) ; I did lots of photographic projects on hands. And when I started to draw it was one of the hardest thing I've ever drawn .

As Louise Bourgeois said ," I am not what I am, I am what I do with my hands."

Yet I think she was pretty much right . Hands are somehow one of those objects that you can work on for a life time . I took this photo like one month ago from my hands.

What about you ?
Have you ever wondered about your hands? What do they look like? What can you do with them?

By the way here is some links I found pretty awesome , check them out :
- 16 ways to get excited about your blog (again)
- Your veil is a battlefield by Kiana Hayeri .
And also , you can check the series of hands-related photos or drawings that I have gathered in my board :
- Las manos .

Good day to you all. Enjoy the sun : )

xx