How to deal with difficult people

(Note: I have written this blog post a couple years ago, sometime before the pandemic (isn’t it funny that now we define time by referencing the pandemic) and left it on drafts, and totally forgotten about it. Very recently, I was going over the draft posts and saw this article. I think everybody has to deal with difficult people in different parts of their lives, and maybe this post might help some of you.)

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As a person who always loved reading novels, I have recently (last five years, I would say) started to enjoy reading non-fiction books, especially self-improvement books. However, after reading one good personal growth book that makes you learn about yourself and helps you feel good, you want to read more books that can do the same. It can easily become a habit. More importantly, when you reread the book that made you a better version of yourself a couple of years later, you realize that you already forgot most of it and you start to make the same mistakes again. Therefore, I try to spend some time reading good books on how to feel better, how to appreciate things and so on.

But sometimes,

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The Oily Marks and Life’s Surprises

I made this when I was in high school. It was eleventh or the twelfth grade and I was taking Advanced Studio Art class from a very good teacher I loved. Every class, we had the abundance of materials, pencils, paints, inks, papers, cardboards, brushes, anything you could think of. Everyone was very talented and worked on their projects while listening to the songs from our teacher’s playlist. Everyone was at their own pace and own imagination. I was working with a blue coloring pencil only, on a gray sketch paper.

I don’t know how much you can see from this picture but it is actually a close-up of jeans. I loved playing with the shadows and the folding areas with one color only. I worked on this painting/drawing for weeks with patience and joy.

After weeks of hard work I came to the class and took out the painting from the cupboards we all used to store our work when we leave the class. There were big oily drops

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Yağ Lekeleri ve Hayatın Sürprizleri

Yıllar önce lisedeyken yaptım bu resmi. Ya onbir ya onikinci sınıftaydım, seçmeli sanat dersi olarak çok sevdiğim bir hocadan Advanced Studio Art dersi alıyordum. Her ders sayısız malzeme, boya, mürekkep, kağıt, karton, aklınıza gelebilecek her sanat malzemesinden istediğimizi seçip hocanın çaldığı müzik eşliğinde resim yapıyorduk. Herkes çok yaratıcıydı, kendisine göre kendi hızında çalışıyordu. Ben de bir tane mavi boya kalemi ve gri bir resim kartonuna tutulmuş bir şekilde haftalarca bu resim üzerinde çalıştım.

Fotoğraftan bakınca nasıl görünüyor bilmiyorum ama aslında katlanmış kot kumaşına yakından bir bakış. Kat yerlerindeki dikiş izleri ele veriyor sadece. Gerisi gölgelerin ve tek rengin dalgalarının oyunu. Kumaşlara yakından bakıp gölge ve kıvrımlarını çizmek, tek renk bir kaleme yoğunlaşmak çok hoşuma gitmişti. Nereye gideceğini bilmeden keyifle ve sabırla ince ince boyadım.

Bu şekilde haftalarca, hatta belki daha uzun çalıştıktan sonra bir gün derse geldim ve her ders sonu devam ettiğimiz işleri koyduğumuz dolaptan çıkardım resmimi. Resmin tam ortasına doğru

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