Monday, May 28, 2012

Exhibition in Istanbul

In case you're passing through Istanbul in the next few weeks, here's an exhibition I'm taking part in opening this Friday.....

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Ottoman chic

My pictures are taking while to produce at the moment what with my recent experiments with 'Art of the Real'/ultra realism etc...  I'm being drawn more and more to rusty objects and walls with graffiti etc.. I blame David Poxon's captivating work which is going on exhibition shortly in London.

In the mean time I remain in awe of Ottoman design and genius for pattern and style. More of this next week as I go to the heartland of Ottoman tile making in Iznik.

Watch this space.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Last week I visited the annual exhibition of work of the local government run art and crafts courses (ISMEK). It was stunning, there was Islamic calligrahy, ebru, ceramic work, tezip and a lot of poetry and roses.  Some of the work was sublime. 

Almost all the women there there were headscarved, which in this country means that they are aligned with the religious conservatives. It's these people that you won't see at the Istanbul Modern art gallery down on the Bosphorus, which appears to be the anti-thesis of religious conservatism. No surprises there then, but regardless of one's religious views the beauty and skill exhibited in the ISMEK work was amazing.

I really hope these two worlds talk to each other, I suspect they don't. Why doesn't the word know about ebru?

My work is taking longer to produce than I'd want at the moment.... watch this space...

Wednesday, May 9, 2012


Forrest Gump asks a question towards the end of the movie where he explains that sometimes he thinks that people have a destiny, but at the same time he feels that maybe we're just feathers floating randomly around on a breeze, as it were. 

Whether we as individuals forge our own destinies, or whether we are products of the past and the traditions that have worked upon us remains a debate that will never be resolved for most people. Both of Forrest's options imply that despite the array of consumer options that surround us, we are actually rarely free to choose.

True freedom? I wonder if it is bound to character and is something which we learn through practice and discipline?

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