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        Skateboards and Posters

            Growing up with just one parent and three siblings, I
        had an insufficient childhood. We lived in a house with two
        rooms with my grandparents, my mother, my older sister
        and two older brothers. I grew up wearing my sister and
        brother’s clothes. I was using old books, clothes and brushes.
        Most of the time, we even shared the bed. When I was 6, I
        had my own skateboard. The skate area was close to my house
        and I felt I could go whenever I wanted. Being able to go
        where I want to go is a priceless thrill for me.
            At 13, I started hanging posters in my room, like band
        posters. At 14, my mother thought it would be prettier and
        less dirty if I did graffiti, and she allowed me to buy spray
        paint and paint graffiti in the skateboard area, and I became
        the  popular  kid  with  the  cool  room.  I  did  a  lot  of  street
        painting in the 8 months after that.
            But I can’t feel any love in my home, only rules. From
        the time my father died when my mother returned to my
        grandfather’s house, there were always boundaries in my
        home. My family was always like that — this is my home,
        and if you are here, follow my rules! My grandfather never
        hugged my mother. Naturally, my mother treated me the
        same way.
            Then, at 15, I left home and went to Istanbul to start
        my life, participated in mural festivals, skate park painting
        and many street paintings.
            At the age of 16, my friend gave me some papers about
        drawing techniques when she knew I did not have any chance
        to study Art. And I started to do art through imitation. I
        could not believe it when my friend asked me to create some
        art for a concert. I can say sincerely that true friends helped
        me to develop myself in terms of self-confidence.
            I started working at an extreme sportswear store when
        I was 17. This work experience made me realize my passion
        for adventure and that my ideal workplace was where I
        could openly welcome my self-expression. However, be-
        cause the company was facing financial problems, I was
        forced to find another job.

        Coffee Helps Me Find Myself

            I Googled “places to work where tattoos wouldn’t be
        a problem” and found that a coffee shop might be a good
        choice. When I was 28 years old, a coffee shop gave me an
        opportunity  to  work  here  in  Turkey,  and  my  mom  was                                                                    “Build confidence and momentum with
        happy as she thought the job was better than in an extreme
        sports clothing store where I was often injured.                                                                                      each good decision you make from
            I entered the coffee industry by washing dishes, and
        then  I  started  to  fully  understand  it  when  I  became  a                                                              here on out and choose to be inspired. ”
        barista and assistant roaster.



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