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‘Images you can smell’ – novelist Orhan Pamuk on Dayanita Singh’s mesmerising photos of India’s disintegrating archives

I first met Dayanita Singh in India in 2011. Her house was an hour’s drive from a place I used to rent in Goa every January and February to write. As we stood in her half-lit studio looking at black and white photographs of what she called “archive work”, we could hear the hum of the small gathering Singh had organised: a dinner party that had spilled out on to the terrace and included the writers Kiran Desai and Amitav Ghosh. Earlier, the conversation had touched upon a crocodile that had been seen roaming around a swamp near the house. Outside, the night was dark and navy blue. Inside, as I studied those photographs in the gloom, some very old and very familiar memories began to surface in my mind. But no, the word “memories” does not suffice. What was coming to life inside me was an emotion stirred by those memories – and it seemed as if those photographs had been taken precisely to capture it.
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Born June 7: Orhan Pamuk

On June 7, 1952, Orhan Pamuk was born in Istanbul. He is Turkey’s most celebrated author, and was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2006. Pamuk’s works include his postmodern novels The Black Book, The New Life and My Name Is Red, and the memoirs and essays collected in Other Colors. Many consider Snow and The Red-Haired Woman to be among the finest novels of recent decades. These retain the dislocation and uncanniness of his more experimental books, beguiling puzzle-boxes like those of Nabokov or Borges. But in their thematic seriousness and indelible summoning of lives in the balance, they rise to the pantheon of great writers of the psychological novel of which Pamuk has long been a devotee: Dostoevsky, Stendahl, Flaubert, Conrad, Thomas Mann.
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Orhan Pamuk on a Lost Pool, and the World Beneath Its Surface

In 1964, when I was about 12 or 13, I spent the summer at a house by the seaside 35 miles from Istanbul. I would leap over the low garden wall and walk towards the beach through the rocks and empty fields that lined the shore, inspecting all the marvelous little surprises that nature would lay upon my path. One day I came across a small pool of water among the rocks. It wasn’t exactly a pool. The sea kept pouring in through the gaps among the rocks and stones. But like a real pool, it was about one foot deep and six or seven meters wide, and shielded from the assault of the sea’s unruly waves. I quickly discovered that below the unruffled and perfectly transparent surface of my “pool” was another world, a whole civilization, and I began to spend more and more time there, alone in the summer heat, fascinated by the bustling realm submerged in the tepid seawater.
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Nobel winner Orhan Pamuk is under investigation for insulting modern Turkey’s founder—in a novel.

Nobel-winning Turkish novelist Orhan Pamuk is being investigated by the government for “insulting Turkishness”—again. Earlier this year, Pamuk was investigated on criminal charges of insulting the Turkish flag and Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, the founder of modern Turkey, in his latest book. Nights of Plague, a historical novel about a plague epidemic on a fictional Ottoman island, features a character—Major Kamil—who was read by the prosecutor as a parody of Atatürk. Pamuk and his publishing house denied the allegations, and the case ended in non-prosecution due to lack of evidence.
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Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk investigated over ‘insult’ to modern Turkey’s founder

The Swedish Academy that chooses the Nobel Laureates in Literature said it was following the case against Turkish Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk who is under investigation for allegedly insulting modern Turkey’s founder in his latest novel. In a brief statement, the Swedish Academy said it expects Turkey to respect its...