Ora Tonu
Some stories refuse to be told with words.

Dim
"We spend hours waiting for other hours." (A Short History of Decay, Emil M. Cioran.)

Monosansu
Reality changes shape in the corridors of perception.

Nodo Streka
A non-basic striped tee. 

Nightag
Half my days walk the streets.

Applien
Objects inhabit the void carved out by apartments.

Gerekli Sketch
My hunger existed long before time began.

Zzz
That morning, I had more important things than waking up.

Plania
It's actually a pretty rational street, it just pretends to be a garbage can or a street lamp. 

Wavrel
I turn down the volume of time and grab on to the shoulder of a wave.

Nclot
Everyone is the curator of their own drawer.

Fuelo
With each form, I overflow a little bit more. 

Freka
A quick reminder for the colors that just tuned in.

Memory Leak Sketch
The past comes in pieces and can transform into countless things as it arrives.

Roungle
Logos just want to have fun.

Quti
There's a bit of hoarding involved.

Omorph
Algılarımdaki bozulma belki de bir arayüz sorunudur.

Daily Practice
Bu pratikler de bir çeşit hayal gücü kahvaltısı.

Editmode
Gerçekliğin sürekli güncellendiği bu açık dünyada farklı rollere girdim. Yan görev olarak da yoldakileri rendera bıraktım.

Naka
Makasın iki ucu, birinde formlar, diğerinde hikayeler.

Demos Proto
Her hatalı çizgi, bir doğrudan öğrenir.

Neuvex
Sabahtan akşama kadar gökyüzüne kablo çeker, hayal gücü uydularımı fırlatırım.

Mano Unus
Bir rüyada olmadığınızı anlamak için, ellerinize bakın.

En Route
Mekanı olmayan bu dilde, zaman genişliyor bir şarkı süresi kadar.

Neoink
Biz teknolojiye bir şey yaptık, o da bize.

Herl
Yeni bir pencere, sadece bir çift göz için.

Straighten
Kim bilir belki yerçekimi de bir zamanlar birilerinin kurduğu bir hayalden ibaretti.

Biz
En yaşlı üç kaygı, en temel üç ihtiyaç

Fhaalin
Düşmenin en güzel yanı gökyüzünün genişlemesidir.

Shelf
Bu objeler, işlevinden soyunup, benim yarattığım anlamı giydiklerinde, daha evvel kaç milyon kez üretildiklerinin bir önemi kalmıyor.

Yor
Hikayemi diken renkler, giriş, gelişme, sonuç arasında bir yerdeler.

Notion
Bazen aklıma bir sahne gelir, burnuma bir koku, kulağıma bir ses ya da içime bir his. Geçmiş, parçalar halinde gelir ve geldiği gibi sayısız şeye dönüşebilir.

Neon Stage
Mekanı olmayan bu dilde, zaman genişliyor bir şarkı süresi kadar.

Vintage Room
Mekanı olmayan bu dilde, zaman genişliyor bir şarkı süresi kadar.

Sculpt
Benimle şekil alır aklıma gelenler ve bazen de malzemenin aklından geçenler.

Pouch
Bu objeler, işlevinden soyunup, benim yarattığım anlamı giydiklerinde, daha evvel kaç milyon kez üretildiklerinin bir önemi kalmıyor.

Ruuw
"Sanatın en küçük destekçisiyim." -Vida

GG
Ey kırılan eşyanın ruhu, paramparça olduk fakat kabul edelim ki harika vakit geçirdik.

Checkpoint
Gerçekliğin sürekli güncellendiği bu açık dünyada farklı rollere girdim. Yan görev olarak da yoldakileri rendera bıraktım.

Vrtt
Karadeliklerin yörüngesinde yok oluşla dans ediyordu varlığımız.

Noise
A scene comes to mind, a smell, a sound, a feeling. The past comes in pieces and can turn into limitless things.

Tic Ki Diro
The canvas is wide open, ideas are free.

Exoplanet
There's a strange but familiar feeling about everything I encounter.

Layers Of Time Sketch
The colors of my story, where are they now?

Nib
A scene comes to mind, a smell, a sound, a feeling. The past comes in pieces and can turn into limitless things.

Ground Gyration
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.

Torcher
You want to hit the road; stone walls stand in your way.
You want to walk out; the ones left behind haunt you like a pack of restless ghosts.
You want to set your past ablaze; an invisible hand puts your torch out.

To create, we must risk destruction.
To do justice to the fire, we must stand in its light.

Octuo
This artificial light trapping my eyes, this giant display disregarding my existence, this culture consuming the skin of my individuality.

Minitalk
Artist's note: What a night! 

Ecek
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.

Vertien
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.

Uprising
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.

Ravera
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.

Moyaji
I can imagine the person without the couch, but I realized, to think of the couch without the person, I need to become the couch.

Lead Time
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.

Mış
The colors that stitch my story. They are somewhere between introduction, body, and conclusion.

Ev
Three oldest worries, three basic needs

Shield Maiden
We just sat down and watched the Sun set, atom being split, gravity being extinct and soil being free.

Heliopause
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.

Mareium
I can imagine the person without the couch, but I realized, to think of the couch without the person, I need to become the couch.

Kap
Three oldest worries, three basic needs

Ondro
The glitch in my perception may be an interface issue.

Astrok
"Interestingly, according to modern astronomers, space is finite. This is a very comforting thought-particularly for people who can never remember where they have left things."

Woody Allen

Escape Flip
Spirit of the broken item, hear me out! We fell to pieces but let's accept it, we had a great time.

Arnung
Everyday they wake up, check the day's menu and choose a mask. Because extras don't use stunt doubles.

Paper Ground
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.

Heyn
He has no idea how long he's been on the road. Every rest point he sees is crowded with planned trips... As the logic of the majority dictates, inevitable places for those who want to get from point A to B. His journey is unplanned, he has no idea where he's going and there is no logical explanation as to why he's on the road. Who wants to explain anyway? When you're on the road, you just aim to go as far as possible, but you remember where you're going and why only when you stop... Here's another one... Rest areas are part of our calculable, fabricated reality... A bland cup of tea, a coincidental meal, dirty toilets and have a nice trip... He doesn't want to rest. He will keep going until he finds the shadow of a tree or a waterfront where he can sleep.

Stumble
Who knows, maybe once upon a time, gravity too was just a figment of someone's imagination.

Plaster Peeling
Rigid cities bend with footprints left on wet concrete, and perhaps, the surface changes its mind.

Gremil
I'm collaborating with the objects I bond with.

Rjovik
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.

Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.

Shaping Love
Thought is a form of energy, it can be stored, kept safe but it cannot be destroyed. You cannot stop it from surfacing at some point.

Brig
Sometimes all we do is to idle around in a dimensionless platform in a troubled universe for an infinite time.

Rollkow
After the harvest was complete, they entrusted the field to a crow and took off. Now they had exactly 200 years left to return.

Ijon
What exactly formed the thought within this spiral of stains hanging in my mind?

Velv
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.

Acro
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.

Anirola
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.

Nuida
What exactly formed the thought within this spiral of stains hanging in my mind?

Laugar
I've made a long-term memory of myself in the minds of people that I don't remember from last night.

Riff Hands
In this language without any place, time expands as the duration of a song.

Stories Sketch
On the first blank page I saw, I took a bunch of notes before they flew away.

Metar
Sometimes all we do is to idle around in a dimensionless platform in a troubled universe for an infinite time.

Proi
They rely on the memory of their index finger and don't know any other shorter way to take pictures than walking. They turned on their camera and checked the exposure. ISO: 30 billion light-years. Their mind opened and the focus was at infinity.

Jung
...these moments start with feeling fed up. The weeks passed on slowly, with a ball of stress piling up in the stomach. And then, when you least expect it and there's no one else, you take the pen with boredom or hit the chord on the old guitar hanging in the corner and it all begins... You can't believe all that's been spilt around when you sober up. They are still shining and moving right in front of you as if their heart was beating. Your opacity, on the other hand, is still at 33%. And you wish you never returned, and they kept spilling.

Documented
Thought is a form of energy, it can be stored, kept safe but it cannot be destroyed. You cannot stop it from surfacing at some point.

Mind Museum Sketch
Guardians of my mind museum

Jionda
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.

Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.

Capbo
I'm collaborating with the objects I bond with.

Flora
I survived for centuries and began performing a one-man play in the flashy costumes of each and every species that I caused the extinction of.

Soulful Sketch
What exactly formed thoughts into shapes?

Horizon Sketch
Can a couch have a story? Without people

Lucka
All hell was breaking loose at the other end of the World, and he was having a hard time believing that.

Plabo
All the destructive suspicions zigzagging around the orbits of my mind were actually made up of primitive codes written in another galaxy.

Because Of You
"The ego is your enemy, not your friend. It is the ego that gives you wounds and hurts you. It is the ego that makes you violent, angry, jealous, competitive. It is the ego that is continuously comparing and feeling miserable."

Osho

Sanka
To prevent being destroyed by nature, we gave up on our freedom and accepted to become a society. We don't know if we'd been better in the cave with only five or ten of us, but the order most of us has settled in makes us question whether it was worth the freedom we lost or not.

Apple
I've learned a lot from my mistakes. Yet my mistakes have learned more from me.

Aira
What exactly formed the thought within this spiral of stains hanging in my mind?

Mask Sketch
Extras don't use stunt doubles.

Apex Sketch
Let's face it, we had a great time.

Lepenca
He continues to be himself with his flawed plans, misunderstood words and repeated mistakes.

Reisen
He finally reached a seaside town where lot of people want to move to when they get old whereas lots of others have an excuse not to. Since it wasn't the season, not many vacationers were there. It wasn't only because it wasn't the right season. Isn't vacation something that is earned with more work and advertised by others? Everybody works. He met the mild wind, loads of sea shells and timid waves on the shore. He heard a few seagulls tearing through the soupy air. Seagulls never retire. The humankind is born, raised, gets a job, catches the pieces of bread thrown at him and retires when he's old. It's only dreams that don't get old. He curled up under one of the colorful umbrellas like a stray dog, took a large sea shell in his hand, brought it up to his ear and slept to the sounds it made.

Tronim
Bağ kurduğum nesnelerle iş birliği halindeyim.

Mengene Sketch
Herkes birbirini izlerken farklılıkların derisi zımparalanıyor.

Pigment
Benimle şekil alır aklıma gelenler ve bazen de malzemenin aklından geçenler.

Call
Görülmedik hiçbir yer kalmasa da insan hala keşfedilmemiş bir kıtaydı.

Together Alone
Ne kadar aynı fiziksel ortamı paylaşsak da nadiren bir aradayız. Burada nesnelerle aynı havayı soluyor, onları yonttukça alanımızı genişletiyoruz.

Onların şüphe götürmez somutluklarının peyda ettiği bu üç boyutlu materyal sınır, sınırsızlığa öykünen perspektiflere yuva oluyor.

Ahenk
Ne benim bir insana dönüşmem gerekti, ne de onun bir papatyaya.

Time
Hatalarımdan çok şey öğrendim. Ama hatalarım benden daha çok şey öğrendi.

Lupuda
Her sabah günün menüsüne bakıp buna göre maskeler seçerdi. Çünkü figüranlar dublör kullanmaz.

Ekbatop
İnsanı koltuk olmadan düşünebiliyorum fakat koltuğu insan olmadan düşünebilmek için koltuk olmam gerektiğini farkettim.

Tafe
Zihnim o kadar hızlı çalışıyordu ki, biraz daha devam etsem o paslı tesisat mutlaka bir yerden patlak verecekti. Çaktırmadan çıktım... Hassiktir! Çıkarken vanayı kapatmış mıydım ki?

The Dream
Zaman ve mekan senden uzaktayken rüyanda ne görürsün?

Tigwa
Dün geceye dair hatırlamadığım herkesin hafızasında kendime uzun süreli bir yer edindim.

Bug
...böyle anlar dolmuşlukla başlar. Haftalar ağır geçmiş, midede sıkıntı topu birikmiştir. Sonra beklemediğin anda, ortalıkta kimse yokken, oflaya poflaya eline bir kalem alırsın ya da duvar köşesinde duran sazın teline boş vurursun ve olaylar gelişir... Ayıldığında ortaya saçılanlara inanamazsın. Onlar hala pas parlak, sanki kalbi atıyormuş gibi hareket halinde, karşındadır. Seninse opacity hala %33'tedir. Keşke ben hiç dönmesem, siz saçılmaya devam etseniz diye düşünürsün.

Tetoid
Gözlerimi hapseden bu yapay ışık, varoluşuma aldırmayan bu büyük vitrin, farklılığımın derisini zımparalayan bu kültür.

Brian
"Yıllar içinde herhangi bir anlık değişikliğin taze bir zihinsel enerji patlamasına yol açtığını keşfettim. Şimdi bu odadayken birazdan öbür odaya geçersem, bu bana yardımcı oluyor. Sokağa çıkarsam fazlasıyla yardımcı oluyor. Yukarı çıkıp duş alırsam, bunun da faydası büyük. Bu yüzden ara sıra fazladan duş alıyorum. Aşağıdaysam ve açmaza düştüysem, işime yarayacak olan şey yukarı çıkıp duş almak. Beni rahatlatıyor bu."

Woody Allen - "Daily Rituals" by Mason Currey

It Is Temporary
"Pencerenin kenarında, boş boş dışarı bakıyorum. Bir şeyler bana hep sonraki anda delireceğimi söyledi. Ama öyle olmadı. Delilik korkusu bir şeylere sadık kalma anlamına gelebilir. Henüz bir şeye bağlı değilim."

Kárhozat (1988)

We Became One
Neyi yeterince uzun süre tutkuyla yaparsam bir gün elbet ona dönüşürüm.

Drewol
Dün geceye dair hatırlamadığım herkesin hafızasında kendime uzun süreli bir yer edindim.

Ruvag
Defalarca geldi dünyaya. Yüzlerce, binlerce, milyonlarca kez. Yepyeni bir türdü her seferinde. Ve her seferinde yine kendine evrildi.

The Land
Zaman ve mekan senden uzaktayken rüyanda ne görürsün?

Burning Tire
Bir avuç insan kalmıştık varlığımızı kutlayacak ve bildiğimiz tüm dilleri unutmuştuk.

Fast Fingers
Ey kırılan eşyanın ruhu, paramparça olduk fakat kabul edelim ki harika vakit geçirdik.

Im Underwater
"Yapmak istediğini yapma. Yapmak istemediğini yap. Yapmamaya koşullandırıldığın şeyi yap. Seni en çok korkutan şeyleri yap."

Chuck Palahniuk

Rodot
Hayata sıfırdan başlamak için tüm hazırlıklar yapıldı. Tarihteki en eski tamir yöntemi "restart" butonunun yerini arıyorduk.

On The Stars
"Bir kuyruklu yıldız olmak istiyorum, herkesin durup baktığı, birbirine gösterdiği bir kuyruklu yıldız, sonra....ansızın bir patlama ve ben yokum..."

Jim Morrison

Mosca
Süzülürken iyi güzel de, her seferinde de bir parça eksiliyor.

Bozukluklar mı düştü acaba?

The Sky
Zaman ve mekan senden uzaktayken rüyanda ne görürsün?

Lentaa
Süzülürken iyi güzel de, her seferinde de bir parça eksiliyor.

Bozukluklar mı düştü acaba?

Mano Duo
Bir rüyada olmadığınızı anlamak için, ellerinize bakın.

Feels Right
Tohum, önce rüyasında çiçeğe dönüşür.

Gravity
"Hayatlarımız bize ait değildir. Rahimden mezara kadar yaşamış ve yaşayan başka insanlara bağımlıyız. İşlenen her suçla, yapılan her iyilikle kendi geleceğimizi doğururuz."

Bulut Atlası

43rd Istanbul Film Festival
These lines that frame the picture, they containt the unseen.

Flying Low
So now, imagination was a colorful machine floating in the sky.

Yuvica
Since the day he was born, he had been expecting the day he could choose between his existence and consciousness.

Please wait... Please wait... You can now cross the street.

Woolgather
Who knows, maybe once upon a time, gravity too was just a figment of someone's imagination.

Duo Semen
"We do not "come into" this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean "waves," the universe "peoples." Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe."

Alan Watts

Haerenga
In the evening of a day - we didn't even know why it started- we saw that a movie we watched just for a moment of joy, ended in sorrow. What we do now is to rewind it and watch that bitter end again. We will do this over and over, until we destroy ourselves.

Özgür Ruh
"Every human being is born pure before he starts life. The colour you will take is up to you in your life way. You can either go on with blue as you started or become a rainbow. Blue is the colour of purity and beginning... On the contrary to red, it is also the colour of heart at the same time. Your breath streams to live. You rise while you disperse around. As you wish...
And the hell is below all the time. It always pursues you; it's always at some part of your mind. You just wish to touch it but you take your hand back. But what if the hell is justice? You'll never be sure about that."

Şevki Orhan

Xuntos
Man in search of tranquility flees from other men and yearns for men afterwards. He never thought he'd want to come across someone like him on the road. Perhaps this lengthy solitude scared him. He couldn't have gone so mad as to be on a journey everyone would fear. Man rests on the road, questions, contradicts himself and wants to relax at the end of the day. He was going to be still if only he saw a silhouette or a movement. What he needed was the awareness that he wasn't all alone. Before long, he saw some people walking toward the horizon by themselves. He had his journey somewhat confirmed by their existence. He wasn't alone. Man can remain alone at most until that time when he feels he can tolerate others.

Mano Tres
To make sure you are not dreaming, look at your hands.

Target
I've learned a lot from my mistakes. Yet my mistakes have learned more from me.

Pialo
This artificial light trapping my eyes, this giant display disregarding my existence, this culture consuming the skin of my individuality.

Cordialis Roep
"For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying--what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must say simply what one felt."

Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway

Blue
Two shades of the same colour

BLUE - Fragman (YouTube)

Sonar
...these moments start with feeling fed up. The weeks passed on slowly, with a ball of stress piling up in the stomach. And then, when you least expect it and there's no one else, you take the pen with boredom or hit the chord on the old guitar hanging in the corner and it all begins... You can't believe all that's been spilt around when you sober up. They are still shining and moving right in front of you as if their heart was beating. Your opacity, on the other hand, is still at 33%. And you wish you never returned, and they kept spilling.

Imagine
I became a roleplayer in this open world where reality is constantly evolving. As a side quest, I rendered the ones left on the road.

Box
When these objects strip off their function and put on the context that I created, how many millions of times were they produced before no longer matters.