Elif from Mavi Jeans is the closest I have had to a sister. She is an angel. Simply put, she spoils me. Her boyfriend and boyfriend's brother are my Turkish brothers. Elif, if you are reading this, seni çoz ozledim. All the time. Why did Bread n' Butter have to cancel their Barcelona events???!!! I am a worse person since I don't get to see you twice a year. I was once invited to the presentation of their new collection. I asked permission to shoot the backstage. It was my first experience on a backstages and catwalks and such. I had no idea what the thing would be like. What camera should I take?

Every other photographer was carrying big cameras and long lenses. Ok, ok, models are used to being shot with big bodies and long lenses... but they relax when you are shooting with a gimmick-looking Leica.

A little while before, I had decided to go the simple way, film-wise: I would shoot 100, 400 and 3200 ISO Kodak Black and White film only (short after, I ditched 100 ISO, since most of the time I was stopping down the 400 ISO film to 200). This simpler range of film would let me concentrate on the image, being the only question / decision: is the place lit (400 iso) or unlit (3200 iso). All pictures below were taken handheld.


Elif was kind enough to include the pictures I took at Tibet at their Bread n' Butter, a few months after the trip. This was really a honor, considering that the list of photographers that have collaborated with Mavi Jeans is overwhelming: Martin Parr, Abbas, Oliviero Toscani, Emir Kusturica (he is not a photographer; but he shot a great TV spot for Mavi Jeans) ...

Elif. You spoil me. I thank you.



My girlfriend (see previous post) travelled with me all the time, for so many years.She is small enough to sneak with me in places, and do her job in an extremely smooth and efficient manner.

Simply put, she is gorgeous!

Leica produces amazing machines: amazing gear construction for one simple purpose: amazing picture quality. And, amazingly, Leica cameras are usually unnoticed. People rarely pay attention to other people carrying Leicas (unless the camera is hanging from someone's shoulder during a photo exhibition opening venue! Then you are noticed, and not in the positive way...!)

I once went on a business trip to London. Funny as it may sound, the purpose of the trip was to visit the finest Japanese and Chinese rsstaurants in town (yes, I insist: business trip). And if you are wondering, yes, there's many many fine Japanese and Chinese restaurants in London. You can usually visit restaurants during lunch and / or dinner time, and sometimes, if the place has a tea-room, bakery or other side business, also in between meals.

I took two cameras with me: a pocket digital compact (I cannot remember which brand / model) and my Leica M6. One for business pics, one for art. The Leica was loaded, as usual, with black and white film only.

Being a party of five people, the fastest, cheapest, most efficient way to move around was in taxis. I decided that, on every ride, i would sit on the front folding seat, facing backwards, so I could take pictures of my friends:

Albert A.

Albert A.



Albert R.

Albert R.



Q: How come "5 People in a London Taxi" consists of only 4 photos? A: I didn't self-portrait.

P.S.: all pictures were taken handheld (passenger space inside London Taxis would be too small to open a tripod) (or would it?)



Some people say there is one phrase that a photographer should never say. And the reason why it should not be said is simple: it kills the challenge of taking pictures. Ok. Here it comes: "This is the best picture I have ever taken! It is definitely MY BEST PICTURE!!!"

Oh! Wait! Let me quickly take it back, just in case.

"This is the best picture I have ever taken! It is definitely MY BEST PICTURE!!!"

Your best picture should be, not the one you just took, or the one you once took, but the next one you are planning to take.

But I am strong. Knowing myself, my goods and bads, my limits, is somet

hing I have had to live with in the last 20 years.

My non-photographic Art has been used (which is something unusual for a piece of Art, except when it is architectonic), criticized (not that unusual), modified (usually by non-understanders), and even altered and destroyed. It lasts really long, often longer than people. Most of the time I have a thick skin about my own art.

But all the time (that is, always) I am my worst Critic. I am the first person to tell myself how good or bad things came out. I end up hating my creations, taking them out of shelves and throwing them in drawers. As the great Architect (with capital A) Enric Miralles once told me, if a book (I apply this to other pieces of art) does not behave itself ("if it's not a good pal"), you should punish it on the shelf with all the other bad books! Period. I apply that it pics, too. Period.

I once took a picture, and I believe it is the strongest / simplest / most intense / most minimal picture that I will ever take. Simply put: THE BEST.



I took it in one of my favourite cities in the world: Istanbul. I was at Ara Cafe, waiting for the great photographer Ara Güler to review my portfolio. The bar is on the ground floor of his home and studio, on a side street of Istiklal Çaddesi. It was an intense moment. Weird. Short in time, long in feeling. Ara Bey was delayed by a previous meeting. I took this picture while waiting.

What you are looking at is, yes, a glass of water. But when you put together the title ("Loneliness") with the general mood of the picture, you get an extra dimension of information. The observer's mind usually interprets the drink as an alcoholic beverage and the narrow depth of field as "sitting alone in a dark bar".

The synergy between the picture and its own name takes the observer to a different dimension, more complex than the two taken separately.


The Best? Mmmm... Lemme think...