It is a real challenge for me
to use words about my work.
Cultural influences of the
eastern Mediterranean, clash
of east and west, symbolic
glyphs, tales of the Aegean
diaspora, images of ancient
myth, and Muslim constraint
recur in my work – on the
surface and just beneath it.

My feeling varies in
reflection of inner struggles,
typified by forceful
expressions of color. There is
the constant battle to bridge
external reality and the
unconscious. Sometimes there
is an internal leap beyond the
threshold to dream and
fantasy, an unexplainable
odyssey into childhood fear
and fulfillment.

The woman at the canvas –
child, daughter, woman, wife,
mother, human, artist –
reaches into darkness and
finds colorful nightmare
visions in her. The woman in
me – extravert, unusual,
pessimist, with a black and
white window on life – needs
to fight to bring to light
these visions as the past and
the darkness reach out for me.
Yet my conscious aesthetic
remains excitement and
sensitivity.

I was born and raised in
Turkey. I received ...

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