Museum of Innocence

Pamuk, the Nobel Prize winner and Turkish literary master, is dedicated to all the ordinary people who have been torn apart by love.

Those shameless cheating, those pathological behaviors that steal your personal belongings, those fetishes that never get tired of playing with you, those collections and displays that must be said--
How could I not love you!

"Sometimes I would stand motionless in a corner, listening to the ripples of pain in my heart, trying to calm down my heart that was shouting Füsun, Füsun, Füsun..."

In fact, Kemal once owned Füsun, and she was the purest and most complete Füsun. However, as Kemal’s confession: No one will know at the moment that they are experiencing the happiest moment in their life. Perhaps because of this, Kemal, who wanted to "hold her in his hands forever", actually let Füsun slip from his hands, or even fall from his hands.

From then on, in order to keep returning to the "happiest moment in his life", Kemal was torn between the pain of missing Füsun from afar and the embarrassment of letting go of his self-esteem to get close to Füsun, and fell into the trap of constantly stealing items around Füsun. Vice. From the earrings that fell off during sex, to the puppy ornaments one after another on the TV, from her mirror, her comb, her hairpins, to the 4,213 cigarette butts collected over eight years. In Kemal's eyes, every object symbolizes a certain moment when he and Füsun are together, and every object has its own soul and meaning given by Füsun.

Over time, Füsun's belongings formed a museum of Kemal. Kemal's museum is her innocence, his pathology, a museum of the futility of love. Every small daily object in the museum that tells the story of love clearly remembers the alluring love in Istanbul.