Güncellemeler/ Updates


GÜNLÜKLER / DIARIES

.PHENOMENA/  Myriad beings 
    .ilkbaharspring
    .yazsummer
    .güzfall
    .kışwinter

.AUTHOR-SHIP/ Writings

.CITY MOODS/ Urban things


YAPITLAR / WORKS

.*Yaban/Cı*In-Habitant /A Solo(?) Exhibiton
    .ProjeAbout
    .oda#1room#1
    .oda#2room#2
    .oda#3room#3

.The pots are emtpy / Çömleklerin içi boş  

.Artist’s Book / Şehirde Yaban Kitabı  

.3,2,1,INFINITY!/ A decentered poiesis  

.MEDI(A|T)ATIONS/Love geometries

.TRIP-TYCHS/Tri-angles  
.TECH-NOETICS/ Old works


About me

JISEI/ Ölümüme haiku
Mark


when you are underneath the graceful blossoming cherry
and you raise your head to see its branches,
under the bluest sky, just above your dazzled eyes
it is not its scent that you are surrounded by
but a polyphonic humming that embraces you both
coming from this swarm of bees, claiming the beingtime.

04/2020, İstanbul.
Mark