my eyes will break through, spewing forth like a, 2021
When peripheral vision is lost, we are all lost. Aren’t we? Or is it that in this moment we can finally see something? I suffer from the loss of peripheral vision and yet, I am an artist and a photographer. When looking for the cause of my vision problem, doctors told me I have a cyst of an unknown origin that is pressing on my pituitary gland. Some doctors claimed it is Rathke’s Cleft Cyst, some said it is benign tumor. It took me a long time to deal with this. Because by dealing with this, I had to deal with death that is constantly present in my life. The title of the artwork was taken from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.
I am drowning in negativism, self-hate, doubt, madness and even I am not strong enough to deny the routine, the rote, to simplify. No, I go plodding on, afraid that the blank hell in back of my eyes will break through, spewing forth like a dark pestilence; afraid that the disease which eats away the pith of my body with merciless impersonality will break forth in obvious sores and warts, screaming “Traitor, sinner, imposter.”
minor anesthesia won’t hurt anyone, 2021
I was given this body and I am going to deal with the pain of having this body. Therefore, I am peeling my skin of, tearing myself apart, crying it out loud, taking baths in the fake blood. I am realizing that having a relationship with my computer is easier, I do not have to deal with real people. Real people scare me, I guess it is too much of a 3D experience for me. Open your eyes to understand me (or do not, up to you), minor anesthesia would not hurt you.
Skins I live in, 2022
Skin. Its paradoxical non-existence. Nakedness. The pain that stems from the absence of skin. Identity. The inability to define oneself. This is the basis of the diagnosis called emotionally unstable personality disorder. When thinking about the terms “skin” and “identity”, I decided to shoot my own photographic film. Every photography creates an authentic scene. When put together, the pieces create a story of its own. A professor Marsha Linehan, that created a therapeutic approach for treating the aforementioned emotional instability once wrote: “People with BPD are like people with third degree burns over 90% of their bodies. Lacking emotional skin, they feel agony at the slightest touch or movement.” Maybe that is why I use autotherapy as a way out of this pain. Maybe, I am able to create such art due to this pain.
Visibility is a trap, 2022
The idea of this project is to create a never ending paradox. The statements of the posters are in a direct opposition to the video presented right next to these statements. Pro and anti-capitalist statements are mixed together and create a fusion dealing with topics such as shaming, visibility on social networks and censorship. The project is open towards multiple interpretations and is not finite.
You can find all the projects in high resolution on Behance.