Patasana

An excavation of an antique Hittite settlement near the city of Gaziantep in Southeast Anatolia.

I-nscribed tablets dating back three thousand years and the onset of a string of murders that coincides with their discovery.

The confessions of an ancient scribe -Patasana.

Dark secrets lie hidden beneath the blinding Anatolian sun: the demise of the Hittites and the cruelty of the Assyrians... The final days of the Ottoman empire and the Armenians...

Modern day Turkey and the Kurds... Spilled fraternal blood and the immutable destiny of the land. An elegy for the land's history of violence and a poem for its rich cultural history...

"Stranger, you who are about to be partner to my secrets. Whether you are royalty or a man of piety, kind-hearted or a tyrant, intelligent or a good-for-nothing idiot, I- do not know.

I- hope that you are a good person. I- hope your heart is full of love and courage. I- hope that you are intelligent enough to understand what you read, and to learn from what you understand.

And I- hope that you tell others of what you have read, and that they then tell others as well...

Maybe then people will start behaving sensibly, maybe then they will quit committing acts of tyranny, maybe then there will be less death, and maybe then there will be less pain."