Artakalan

Who am I?

The question of who is the remnant is a wrong question.


What matters here is not who I am, but what is left.

 

There's no point in knowing my name.
Not to know my age, my education, my gender or what class I belong to.
None of this changes the work done.
If this information changes your view, it is not about the work, it is about the minister.

 

I live in this country.
I see what's happening here.
I feel what's happening here.
And I reflect them.

 

There is power.
There is injustice.
There is poverty.
There is silence.
There is normalization.

 

These are not my choices.
These are the feelings I get.

 

If I like to produce beautiful things and I start producing ugly things, I am not responsible for that.

 

If this is the reality of where I live and I give it back, it is not a choice, it is a consequence.

 

If art is not interested in what happened;
will not face society;
if he will ignore the order imposed on us
all that's left is the decor.

The leftover is a place that gives back what society has produced.
It is a place where what is swallowed is regurgitated without being digested.

 

There is no explanation here.
There is no persuasion here.
There are jobs here.

 

And there is only one sentence to read here:

 

I'm someone society chews up and spits out.

Talent

Silence Rate

Normalization Level

Injustice Coefficient

Individual Preference

2014 - The beginning of silence.

2018 - First phase of normalization.

2021 - Loss of the ability to produce beautiful things.

2026 - Only the leftovers.

this is not mine - 2025 - drawing on ceramic tile - 10x10 cm - 2 tiles - public space/street
everything rant - 2025 - drawing on ceramic tile - 10x10 cm - 2 tiles - public space/street
this is an individual - 2025 - drawing on ceramic tile - 20x20 cm - public space/street
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