me and my little work of art.

the mess in our living room when we were preparing the invitations, envelopes and registry announcements.

a branch of the spring blossom in front of our kitchen window, that rohde brought home to decorate the table when he made dinner.

sitting on my sofa on a sunday. rohde went out on a walking tour around the golden horn. i acted very indecisively, and then he persuaded me that it's best if i stay at home and do my things. my things being: working on the homework, photographing the apartment, looking at design schools, running, cleaning.
i don't feel like going back there anymore but i have to.

...and yet there is more peace to be found at home.

asure yaptigim gun