Were not the cultures that gave the cities their character? He observed that Kastamonu, which adapted to life and looked out for its essence by protecting its culture while the world was developing, was standing uprightly with its traditional arts, tastes, and structures reflecting its history. He could feel this while walking on narrow streets, visiting the covered bazaars, hans and complexes, and tasting the undefinable flavors left on his palate in Kastamonu. He witnessed the finest examples of woodworking within the life. The existence of lithography in everyday life was the adapted form of the essence to our day. Clothes, towels, covers, laces, and handbags on which weaving arts was processed adorned the city. The memories he collected about the culture of Kastamonu would be his experience that he would remember by smiling in the future.