Today I encountered love quite unexpectedly. I walked out towards the Sea of Marmara and there is was scattered along the shore. Love, blatant, honest and inescapably red…
Past a thousand cats and a man and his make shift shooting range (ballons hung over the sea, two bb guns and an air rifle). Then inland to the Istanbul Oyuncak Muzesi. There waiting for me was red plastic in its many guises…
