Morning light breaks into colors through the stained glass — green, amber, blue. The café feels alive, like it’s whispering a secret.
That secret? A cup of Turkish coffee. Smoky, spiced, unforgettable.
You come for the coffee, but you stay for the feeling: time slows, beauty lingers, and the world softens.
A painting from a series drawn during a trip to the Turkish island of Junda.