a portrait of infinite departures
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today is chinese new years and i don’t feel a thing - only passing shadows of an ancient melancholy. from my new home in istanbul, i can see the continent of asia on the other side of the bosphorous: seagulls overhead, and big cargo boats passing.
this animation (and photo below) is of a sailing group on a sunny december sunday - off of the coast of moda beach.
i look at it now - admist my very long process of arriving - in this empty house, this land, this new istanbul life, and remember that familiar feeling — of infinite and indefinite departures. i realize that no matter how grounded I am in this life, I am still there, on a boat, ready to leave.