The objects are unremarkable at first glance. Two notebooks, their covers adorned with the specific, geometric optimism of 1990s Turkish graphic design. The year “1993” is printed in a font that has since become historical. Inside, the ink hasn’t just faded; it has migrated. These pages contain the lyrical blueprints for what would eventually become Kutsal İsyan. Looking at them now is a study in preservation. We aren’t just reading old poems; we are analyzing the chemical stability of teenage intent.
