1. BÖLÜM: KIRILMA | Fotoğrafçı Olmak Kolay, İnsan Olmak Zor

"No room." Those two words, uttered by a receptionist without even looking at me, are sometimes the first slap in the face needed to awaken a person to their own reality. In this first part of the series, we return to the silent battle I waged with my own soul, beginning in Ordu and continuing in the dormitory corridors of Kayseri. I describe how I adapted to the foreign world that Heidegger called "exclusion," and how the distance that came between me and my artistic soul in the darkroom turned into an abyss. A person attacks most intensely externally what they cannot accept within themselves. On that arrogant night when I thought I had built the life I wanted, how did the choice I mockingly wrote down as number 19 shape the true direction of my life? Lobsters have to break their old, hard shells in pain to grow. So do humans. The lights in the darkroom went out. Are you ready to look at your self-portrait, to turn the gun on yourself and step in front of the barrel?