Ora Tonu
Some stories refuse to be told with words.

Nodo Streka
A non-basic striped tee. 

Nightag
Half my days walk the streets.

Nclot
Everyone is the curator of their own drawer.

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.

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

Gerekli Sketch
My hunger existed long before time began.

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

Demos Proto
Every wrong line learns from a straight one. 

Quti
There's a bit of hoarding involved.

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

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

Neoink
We did something to technology, and it did something to us.

Naka
The two ends of a scissors, one for forms and one for stories.

Roungle
Logos just want to have fun.

Editmode
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.

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

Applien
Objects inhabit the void carved out by apartments.

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

Neuvex
Every day, from dawn to dusk, I surround the sky with cables and launch my satellites of imagination.

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

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

Shelf
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.

Ruuw
"I'm the smallest supporter of art." -Screw

Herl
A new window, only for a pair of eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pouch
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.

Checkpoint
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.

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

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

Fhaalin
The best part of falling is how the sky expands.  

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

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

Vrtt
It was our existence that was dancing with extinction in the orbit of the black holes.

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

Sculpt
What I'm thinking or sometimes, what the material is thinking, takes form with me.

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.

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

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

Torcher
Yola çıkmak istersin; taş duvarlar önünde durur.
Terk etmek istersin; geride kalanlar uğursuz birer ruh gibi ardına eklenir.
Geçmişini tutuşturmak istersin; görünmez bir el meşaleni söndürür.


Yaratmak için, yok etmeyi göze almak gerek.
Ateşin hakkını vermek için, onun ışığında durmak gerek.

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

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

Gremil
Bağ kurduğum nesnelerle iş birliği halindeyim.

Biz
En yaşlı üç kaygı, en temel üç ihtiyaç

Exoplanet
Rastladığım her şeyde tanıdık gelen bir gariplik gizli.

Paper Ground
Kaskatı şehirler, ıslak betonda kalan ayak izleriyle esner ve bakarsın yüzeyin de fikri değişir.

Minitalk
Çizerin notu: Mutlu bir akşamdı.

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

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

Apex Sketch
Fakat kabul edelim ki harika vakit geçirdik.

Ondro
Algılarımdaki bozulma belki de bir arayüz sorunudur.

Lead Time
Mekanı olmayan bu dilde, zaman genişliyor bir şarkı süresi kadar.

Kap
En yaşlı üç kaygı, en temel üç ihtiyaç

Riff Hands
Mekanı olmayan bu dilde, zaman genişliyor bir şarkı süresi kadar.

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

Daily Practice
Bu pratikler de bir çeşit hayal gücü kahvaltısı.

Acro
İşaret parmağının hafızasına güveniyor ve fotoğraf çekmek için yürümekten daha kısa bir yol bilmiyordu. Kamerasını açıp, pozlamasını kontrol etti. ISO: 30 milyar ışık yılı. Açılan zihniydi ve netlik sonsuzdaydı.

Heliopause
Aradan geçen yüzyıllar sonrasında, elimde yok ettiğim türlerin kostümüyle tek kişilik bir tiyatro oynamaya başladım.

Rollkow
Hasat sonrası tarlayı bir kargaya emanet edip çekip gittiler. Dönmek için 200 yılları vardı şimdi.

Astrok
"İlginçtir ki modern gökbilimcilere göre uzay sonlu bir alan. Bayağı rahatlatıcı bir düşünce bu. Özellikle de eşyalarını nereye koyduklarını unutanlar için."

Woody Allen

Shield Maiden
Öylece oturup seyrettik Güneş'in batışını, atomun parçalanışını, yerçekiminin ortadan kalkıp toprağı havalandırışını.

Ravera
Zihnimin yörüngelerinde zigzag çizen yıkıcı kuşkuların tamamı aslında başka bir galakside yazılmış primitif kodlardan ibaretti.

Ev
En yaşlı üç kaygı, en temel üç ihtiyaç

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

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

Flora
Aradan geçen yüzyıllar sonrasında, elimde yok ettiğim türlerin kostümüyle tek kişilik bir tiyatro oynamaya başladım.

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

Anirola
Zihnimin yörüngelerinde zigzag çizen yıkıcı kuşkuların tamamı aslında başka bir galakside yazılmış primitif kodlardan ibaretti.

Stories Sketch
Boş bulduğum ilk sayfada uçmadan yakaladığım bir yığın not.

Ground Gyration
Kaskatı şehirler, ıslak betonda kalan ayak izleriyle esner ve bakarsın yüzeyin de fikri değişir.

Jionda
Doğduğu günden beri varlığıyla bilinci arasında bir tercih yapabileceği günü bekliyordu.

Lütfen bekleyin... Lütfen bekleyin... Şimdi karşıya geçebilirsiniz.

Heyn
Ne kadar zamandır yolda olduğunu bilmiyor. Gördüğü her dinlenme noktası planlı yolculukların uğrak yeri... Çoğunluğa mantıklı gelecek bir sebeple, bir noktadan diğerine gidenlerin mecburen uğradığı mekânlar. Onun yolculuğu plansız, gideceği yer belli değil ve yolda olmasının diğerlerine mantıklı gelecek hiçbir açıklaması yok. Açıklamak isteyen kim? Yoldayken sadece gidebildiğin kadar gitmeyi düşünürsün ama sadece durunca hatırlarsın nereye ve neden gittiğini... İşte bir tane daha... Mola yerleri hesaplanabilir, fabrikasyon dünyanın bir parçası... Tatsız bir çay, tesadüfi bir yemek, pis tuvaletler ve iyi yolculuklar... Dinlenmek istemiyor. Yorgunluktan düşüp uyuyacağı bir ağaç altı ya da bir su kenarı bulana dek yoluna devam edecek.

Horizon Sketch
Bir hikayesi var mıdır koltuğun? İnsandan bağımsız

Documented
Düşünce, bir enerji formudur; bir yerde depolayabilir, saklayabilirsiniz ancak yok edemezsiniz, eninde sonunda ortaya çıkmasına engel olamazsınız.

Proi
İşaret parmağının hafızasına güveniyor ve fotoğraf çekmek için yürümekten daha kısa bir yol bilmiyordu. Kamerasını açıp, pozlamasını kontrol etti. ISO: 30 milyar ışık yılı. Açılan zihniydi ve netlik sonsuzdaydı.

Velv
İşaret parmağının hafızasına güveniyor ve fotoğraf çekmek için yürümekten daha kısa bir yol bilmiyordu. Kamerasını açıp, pozlamasını kontrol etti. ISO: 30 milyar ışık yılı. Açılan zihniydi ve netlik sonsuzdaydı.

Jung
...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.

Brig
Bazen boyutsuz bir düzlem, sonsuz bir müddet, sorunlu bir evrende öylece oyalanıyoruz.

Mind Museum Sketch
Hafıza müzemin bekçileri.

Plaster Peeling
Kaskatı şehirler, ıslak betonda kalan ayak izleriyle esner ve bakarsın yüzeyin de fikri değişir.

Mengene Sketch
Herkes birbirini izlerken farklılıkların derisi zımparalanıyor.

Mask Sketch
Figüranlar dublör kullanmaz.

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.

Plabo
Zihnimin yörüngelerinde zigzag çizen yıkıcı kuşkuların tamamı aslında başka bir galakside yazılmış primitif kodlardan ibaretti.

Ijon
Zihnimde lekelerden oluşan bu girdapta, düşünceye formunu veren şey tam olarak neydi?

Lepenca
Kusurlu planları, yanlış anlaşılan lafları ve tekrar eden hatalarıyla kendi olmaya devam ediyor.

Shaping Love
Düşünce, bir enerji formudur; bir yerde depolayabilir, saklayabilirsiniz ancak yok edemezsiniz, eninde sonunda ortaya çıkmasına engel olamazsınız.

Nuida
Zihnimde lekelerden oluşan bu girdapta, düşünceye formunu veren şey tam olarak neydi?

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

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

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.

Soulful Sketch
What exactly formed thoughts into shapes?

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.

Ahenk
Neither I had to turn into a human, nor it had to turn into a daisy.

Brian
"I've found over the years that any momentary change stimulates a fresh burst of mental energy. So if I'm in this room and then I go into the other room, it helps me. If I go outside to the street, it's a huge help. If I go up and take a shower it's a big help. So I sometimes take extra showers. I'll be down here [in the living room] and at an impasse and what will help me is to go upstairs and take a shower. It breaks up everything and relaxes me."

Woody Allen - "Daily Rituals" by Mason Currey

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

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

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

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

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.

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

Ekbatop
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.

Tafe
My mind was running so fast that if I had continued that way a little more that rusty mechanism would have failed at some point. I left without being noticed... Oh, damn! Had I turned the valve off before I left?

Bug
...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.

Ruvag
It was born over and over again. Hundreds, thousands, millions of times. Each time, it was a new species. And each time, it evolved back into itself.

The Dream
What do you dream of when time and space are out of your reach?

We Became One
Whatever I do with passion, I will inevitably become it.

Rodot
All was set to start the life from scratch. So now, we all were looking for the oldest repair method in history, the "restart" button.

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

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

Im Underwater
"Don't do what you want. Do what you don't want. Do what you're trained not to want. Do the things that scare you the most."

Chuck Palahniuk

The Land
What do you dream of when time and space are out of your reach?

Mosca
Floating is nice, but each time you lose a piece.

Did I just drop the coins?

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

Feels Right
The seed first turns into a flower in its dream.

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

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

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

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.

On The Stars
"I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps 'Oh look at that!' Then - whoosh, and I'm gone..."

Jim Morrison

The Sky
What do you dream of when time and space are out of your reach?

It Is Temporary
"I sit by the window and look out completely in vain. Something always tells me that I'll go mad the next moment. But I don't go mad the next moment. Madness would mean that I'd have to cling to something. Yet I don't cling to anything."

Kárhozat (1988)

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.

Lentaa
Floating is nice, but each time you lose a piece.

Did I just drop the coins?

Burning Tire
In the end, we were only a handful of people to celebrate our existence; and we had forgotten all the languages we've known.

Gravity
"Our lives do not belong to us. From womb to grave we depend on people who lived and still live. With every crime committed, with every favour done we breed our future."

Cloud Atlas

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

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

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.

Soil Mushroom
"Consider what each soil will bear, and what each refuses."

Virgil

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

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

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

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.

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)

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.