Birsen Tezer - Vücutta stresin sebep olduğu türlü ağrıyı hafifletir..
“Kişi yazmak için asla yeterince yalnız olamaz”
merhaba. hayat, nefes, soğuk, kış, ev, sokak, gün, gece, ay, bulut, güneş, umut..
Yaşam Şaşmazer’s sculptures..
"Kader ve trajik olan daima ürkütücüdür.
"Sasmazer lives and works, both literally and symbolically, between Istanbul and Berlin, and her works are influenced by both cities with their divergent cultures and rhythms. She touches upon and sheds light on the role of women in both societies, as well as on the alleged innocence of children who, especially in the contemporary metropolis, are perhaps not as harmless as we sometimes pretend ot like to think. No longer guiltless children, but also not disenchanted adults, Sasmazer‘s figures are ambivalent and thus act as psychological objects of projection for our own (self-)perception."
“İnsan acının içindeki bir insanı izlediğinde yaşamın başka bir boyutuna tanıklık eder. Acı, metafizigin en somut halidir. Metafizik olan herşeyi izlemek ister insan ama izlediği her metafizik durumdan ürker. Bu heykellerde bizi korkutmayan ama ürküten duygunun kaynağında da bu var. O heykellere baktığımızda kaderin ve metafizigin en somutlaşmış haline dokunuyoruz.”
Hasan Bülent Kahraman
Marina Alexeeva / Train / Boxes with surrealistic video projections / Contemporary Istanbul 2013
Tim Burton’s Pokemon Drawings..
Trainspotting filminden unutulmaz sahnelerle bir Lou Reed - Perfect Day gelsin.. Evan McGregor bonusu. Lou ‘ya Sevgilerimizle (sakın evde denemeye kalkmayın)
Francesca Woodman - "Blurred genius"
"Woodman was photographer and model, subject and object, at the same time. She utilized the female body to develop her own self-knowledge and not some representative but generic model of the world." (http://photoarts.com/journal/romano/woodman/)
“Francesca Woodman has been called a modernist, a surrealist and, even, a gothic artist. Her work carries echoes of all three traditions, but it evades categorisation. As a young woman, she photographed herself obsessively but often she appears as a blur of movement or a half-hidden figure, someone constantly trying to escape or hide. The end result is not self-portraiture, but a series of stills from a continuous performance in which she plays with the notion of the self, disguising, transforming and defacing her own body.” (http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2010/nov/21/francesca-woodman-photographs-miro-review)