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Preference of using play dough as a material , brings it’s colourfullness and the playful attitude whatever you have done using it.
Till i was 18 (since i lived my entire life with my parents), i have been living the inevitability of the thoughts which everything i’ve seen is all about mother and father concept or not.During this inevitable installations , “father” corresponds with the forest concept.Although i don’t remember to what certain reason i made this installations , still this installations reminds me of the same ideas and thoughts.
Family concept reminds me of the feelings very different from the other persons.The reason is that i think they should exist but their existence is not a must, and better they don’t exist.If these things i’ve made is a game , it is a right choice that i used play dough . But if it is rather a result of a deep problem than a game , it can be thought that i found the solutions for the questions “Why my life became so meaningless ? and “Why don’t i believe the reality of the world we live ?”
People call the world “real” which they want me to see and which i see and prefer not to believe its existence. I have to say that what they call reality doesn’t have any meaning in my sense of perception. It doesn’t draw my attention to be in a world which really hurts and makes people insensitive. I didn’t say this world doesn’t exist but i have a backyard belonging to me in this world and i want to say “It’s just a movie” while i’m lying on my chaise-lounge and watching what’s going in the world as a movie.
If everyone out of my backyard is the other for me , then the probability of the thing the others accepted “existing” and the thing i say “existing” have the same qualities , can be a world creation that we want to leak into its colourfulness and that is different from everywhere i’ve seen.
Can my childhood’s play materials ( play dough ,etc..) give theirselves to me to open a way which the end of the way will be not “real” ?
If they tell me to make a choice between the real and my perceiving , will i choose my assumption?
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The tent’s loneliness starts when trapezers , jugglers and animal trainers greets people after the show.From now on , circuses’ empty ,left but still colourful tent become tranquil suddenly.While this is happening , audience’s ghosts appears with the past laughters and confusion bubbles of the people’s and still they are looking at the performers with admiration.
Audience become a pink cloud and performers shrink as they can fit in a single chair.So ,everything became energies that is between the existent and non – existent. Till new performers and audience fill up the tent.This lonely and never ending story continues like this.
This “TENT” is a screen that is paused in the circuses’ tent loneliness. And it is actually re-invitation for the audience.
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