Searching for my own reality has been truly what I aimed in painting
through psychological narration, and the abstracted forms of noise,
poetry, philosophy,music,personal moods and dreams.
I do not have the major concern of giving meaning. More, my work
refers to the fragments of a distinct world dream that would be
completed by one`s insight. My own creation of separate worlds
presents a universal language, thus everyone is welcome to take part.
Many of my contributions to experimental painting techniques are
intuitional rather than being conceptual. I tend not to design but
every line, stain and color is the product of a spontaneous and a
self-generated process, mostly inspired of art brut, dada,surrealism and
expressionism. Not having a bitter language, my work simply can be
described as: “Randomness and Paper” that symbolizes internal feud of
my mind and purity and innocence. The book of sins or everyday
dialogues can be easily subjected to my works which are rather cryptic
and closed to verbal expressions. As a way of spiritual healing and my
inner journey, they are my very own words of consciousness which
become colors, drawings and lines.
Written by Ceren Findik
Translated by Pinar Ertan
“I put a letter between yesterday’s sleep, and today’s” “the portraits i make, they dream of themselves, actually it’s like giving life to the portraits by looking at myself. By looking from the inner world of mine, when i drew it, lives in another world which is not mine, coming to existance in this dissolving atmosphere, innocuous. Which still belong to me while i draw, then imported to another atmosphere and yet has nothing to do with me. The “things” which always form question marks in my head, ask me questions. Instead of work of art, i prefer calling them “things”. Fertile, because they give birth to each other. One portrait, yet give birth to another, give birth to a figure, every line i draw the paper is a consideration. When i start to draw, the thoughts come as such and link together... This painting-drawing start to form when I start to draw. If i have to tell about the “things” i make, the sentence “all left untold” would serve. Indeed this is a nonfinishing letter after giving birth to the “things”.