Director: Maria Demopoulos, Jodi Wille
USA, English with Turkish subtitles, 98’, 2012, color

The Source Family covers the radical life style of 70's and the reactions it received from the general public. The subject of the documentary, the Source Family, at first becames the center of attention, only to be followed by discrimination, even intervention by the authorities and a self-induced exile to Hawaii due to their norm-breaking life styles...

No Distance Left to Run

No Distance Left to Run

Cure For Pain: The Mark Sandman Story

Cure For Pain: The Mark Sandman Story

Under African Skies

Under African Skies

Kill Your Idols

Kill Your Idols

1991: The Year Punk Broke

1991: The Year Punk Broke

RIP!: A Remix Manifesto

RIP!: A Remix Manifesto

Haack…The King of Techno

Haack…The King of Techno

Until the Light Takes Us

Until the Light Takes Us

The Source Family

The Source Family

Marley

Marley

Venuses Throughout History

Venuses Throughout History

José Sancho does not conceal the voluptuousness of his female torsos; he highlights it. These torsos are symmetrical from front, but on the other hand, from the side, the juxtaposition of concave and convex forms creates dynamism.

The Ottoman Way of Serving Coffee

The Ottoman Way of Serving Coffee

Coffee was served with much splendor at the harems of the Ottoman palace and mansions. First, sweets (usually jam) was served on silverware, followed by coffee serving. The coffee jug would be placed in a sitil (brazier), which had three chains on its sides for carrying, had cinders in the middle, and was made of tombac, silver or brass. The sitil had a satin or silk cover embroidered with silver thread, tinsel, sequin or even pearls and diamonds.

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry
Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.