Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

Of melekler and angels in the Haghia Sofya and beyond


Last summer, M. and I stood with our niece in the Haghia Sofya in Istanbul, marveling at all of the art on the walls. Slipping her tiny hand into mine quietly, our niece said “I didn’t know there were angels … Continue reading

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The Karagöz puppets debate the use of second-hand clothes (Sener Sezer)


Today I had the good fortune of catching up with an old colleague of mine – an ardent community activist who just so happens to have a passion for fashion (Safiye Rakkase the vainglorious dancing lady puppet perks her ears … Continue reading

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Living is no laughing matter (Thank you, Nazim Hikmet)


When I last left you, I was in melt-down mode as a result of the workaholic gerbil wheel called academia in which I currently reside professionally.  The puppets were in chaos about it, but Yehuda Rebbe calmed me down some, … Continue reading

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