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All images unless otherwise noted were photographed or drawn by me.
Please ask for my permission before using anything contained within this blog. Thank you!
art / appetite / adventure
Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
The Art / The Appetite
The Adventures
The open road
The Archive
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2015
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January
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- salt dough and tacky daggers
- caravanserai
- to see and touch
- the serpent church
- the missing faces of saints
- to the ihlara valley
- airport bear
- elegance and greasy sausage
- red, green, blue, bird
- on the walls
- danmark with an 'a'
- lovely lund
- ystad in grey
- the art of smoking fish
- the friends you fly for
- order and calm
- where to now?
- colourful creatures
- the birds and the bees
- the poetry of evolution
- face / façade
- sketches of anatolia
- vernissage
- basilica
- it's all in the sauce
- toc toc!
- brick on a november day
- setting up
- before it blurs
- the pencil is mightier
- do what you love
- je suis charlie
- happy new year!
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January
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