Monday, July 23, 2018

Landscape, 2018, acrylic, 121x144 cm




Landscape, 2018, acrylic, 121x144 cm



Few words about Dystopia

It is said that "the real homeland is our childhood". It is understood that this childhood as a living experience takes place in a place where the father's home, the village or the city where one grows and grows one plays the central role.

The great powerful states of the world at the altar of their interests, at the beginning of the last century, disregarding the right to self-determination of peoples, their national and religious peculiarities, shared the world with each other. So many divided peoples initially found themselves in various colonies of large states and then in the newly independent states. Unfortunately, the Kurds lacked the self-evident right to self-determination in a free and independent Kurdistan.

Some people are born in a free nation/state and some are born as children of an enslaved nation, a religious or ethnic minority. As no one can choose his parents, no one can choose whether he wants to be born in an independent, democratic and prosperous country or in a country divided into four pieces, occupied by four states, with barbed wire, minefields and with forbidden the teaching of their mother tongue, as in the case of the Kurds and Kurdistan. No one can choose who will be born but can fight for all this. This is what the Kurds do, as do many other peoples.

In this struggle, over the last four years, dozens of Kurdish cities such as Kobani, Şıngal, Sûr, Cızir, Xurmatû and thousands of villages have been razed by ISIS and by the Turkish and Iraqi states. Millions of people have been uprooted from their ancestral homes, so is the case at Efrin.

In this section of my work, I worked on this issue: Residual areas that are destroyed, borders and military outposts that monitor barbarity and on the horizon a sea of rotten ships that will lead some people to the wet tomb or an uncertain future of refuge.
26-02-2018