Grieving for a man I never met.

The Internet provides me with a community of people who share my interests in the history of science, maths, mathematical logic, the history of food and a few other things as well. These are people with whom I can exchange ideas, dispute, some whom I can educate, many more who can educate me, people who make me think, laugh and sometimes even cry. Yesterday evening a gaping hole was torn in my personal Internet community as I received the news on Twitter of the death of art historian and blogger, Hasan Niyazi, known to his friends on Twitter, of which I had the privilege of being one, as @3pipenet. I was stunned and strangely hurt and I still am, stuck in a phase of denial refusing to believe that I will no longer read his tweets or receive an email from him.

I tend to live very much in the present. I don’t keep a diary and have difficulty reconstructing a journal of my own rather twisted life. I have no idea when we first came into contact; I only know that it was Hasan who first contacted me. He was a big fan of this blog and regarded me as a role model, somebody to look up to and emulate in his own history blogging; something that he said often, both privately and publically. This was of course total bullshit as he was a much, much better blogger than I am or probably ever will be. Don’t take my word for it go and read his well researched and carefully crafted posts on the world of Renaissance art and especially on his great love Raphael. Hasan’s writing is passionate, scholarly, erudite, well informed and always eminently readable. He set a high standard and anybody starting out to blog about art history could do worse than to try and emulate him.

We quickly became Internet friends exchanging jokes and pointed comments on Twitter as well as directing each other to post by others that we thought the other my find interesting. Hasan took great delight in drawing my attention to historical bullshit that he thought I might take pleasure in demolishing and very often he was right. Some of my best demolition jobs were the result of a tip off from Hasan. We exchanged emails on arcane aspects of Renaissance history, he picking my brains on mathematical, scientific or technical details that lay outside of the scope of his wide ranging artistic knowledge. His questions were always interesting and I often learnt much in trying to answer them for him.

Hasan was true gentleman kind, generous, humorous, witty, always courteous and polite to a fault.  The out pourings on Twitter yesterday evening as the news of his unexpected death spread through the Internet are a testament to his warm and generous personality. I never got to meet him in real life but he was much more of a friend than many that I meet everyday. I know I shall miss him, I do already, and his absence has left me feeling hurt, confused and angry. He was much younger than I and if one of us should be dead then it should be I and not him. Sometimes life is very unfair; sometimes life is just shit.

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11 responses to “Grieving for a man I never met.

  1. Thank you for articulating the multitudes of feelings I’ve been going through upon hearing this awful news. I am one of the many people that had a friendship with Hasan through the internet and his passing brought about a lot of emotions that I had difficulty identifying. This tragedy is just so incredibly awful but it’s wonderful to know how many lives he touched, albeit in a non-physical context. He is greatly missed.

  2. Thank you for this lovely tribute. Hasan developed such great friendships across the world, and I think it was largely because he first extended himself to others. That was the case with me, as well. He was amazingly thoughtful and would often think to send links or bits of information to those who would appreciate it.

    I hope that I can emulate his example and strengthen the online community more.

  3. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
    Nice bloke; will be missed.
    RIP mate.

  4. Hasret

    Thank you for the eloquent tribute. It is amazing how you have managed to describe my dear brother so perfectly, without even meeting him. I am Hasret, his only sibling and younger sister. Our family is completely devastated with this tremendous loss. My mother will no longer be same, having lost both a son and a husband within two years. Your tribute has really touched me and will stay with me forever. You are a kind soul, just like my brother. In person, he had an incredible sense of warmth, honesty and purity, unlike any other. He should be here with us physically, but is instead will be here with us in spirit.

    • thonyc

      I’m so glad that my brief elegy for your brother found favour in your eyes. He meant a lot to his many friends on the Internet and we will all miss him terribly. I’m sure his spirit will stay with us for many years.

  5. Your down-to-earth tribute to our friend Hasan is so touching. It looks like the internet may be the new sheath for the soul.

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