Life got to do with it?
A wonderball or just
searching for the Sun
or a Star that has not been
I am not an artist but the art is the way
that opens windows
for fresh and unusual breath.
I believe in
that all people are artist in their daily life,
their own styles with
their routines, their suffers and their joys.
Lines, stains, sketches, colour, images, sounds are
our inevitable rain to touch at the heart
and to stop
the fire in the rooms of the mind
which has already set to the
rain... (one more time)
I turn, return and turn again..
like I do,
undo and redo in the timeline of life
or a sweet
thread between "to be" and "not to be"...
each turn, without being kept by sweet gravity,
spiral, my trajectory expands towards
wonderlands where no need compass
and I draw my road
ahead with a keyboard
used to be in another
The keyboard knows... I know...
Art maybe an
apology from the past,
and a flagship to make today float,
and a wish upon stars...
I don't know..
the journey is to discover...
Nowadays, now and
then and here...
Acıbadem / İstanbul