The Wind Still Blows
Acrylic on brochure, 15×20 cm, 2025 The wind still blows — over what was once a page of passing words. I painted silence upon it, then let a new dream rise from the white. Don Quixote stands again, not to … Okumaya devam edin →

Acrylic on brochure, 15×20 cm, 2025 The wind still blows — over what was once a page of passing words. I painted silence upon it, then let a new dream rise from the white. Don Quixote stands again, not to … Okumaya devam edin →
From the depths of darkness, a power rises; magic, danger, and seduction are felt in every breath. The night breathes; your heartbeat shifts, every glance whispers a secret. Magic, mystery, and defiant energy fill the scene, drawing the viewer into … Okumaya devam edin →
Bir kadının arkasını dönmüş siluetinde sessizlik, geçmişin yankısı ve kendiyle yüzleşmenin soğuk huzuru saklı. “Unutuluş”, görünmeyenin, söylenmeyenin ve hatırlanmak istenmeyenin rengini taşır. In the turned-back silhouette of a woman lies silence — the echo of the past and the cold … Okumaya devam edin →
“Nightmare” questions the invisible boundary between consciousness and instinct. The color fragments on the woman’s face reveal an emotional anatomy, while the wolf symbol on her chest represents the inner animal. When these layers merge, they expose the confrontation with … Okumaya devam edin →
A woman stands with her back turned, tied gently by a string of colorful balloons—yet what holds her is not weight, but the illusion of weightlessness. Float Me Away captures the tension between inner longing and outer stillness. The vivid … Okumaya devam edin →
The shoes rise like towers of transparent glass, holding bonbon candies—tiny, colorful planets trapped inside. Cheerful and bright at first glance, each candy carries the whispered captivity of beauty. The legs stand like a tense, delicate sculpture on a stage; … Okumaya devam edin →
Serseri is one of the liberated examples of Surrexpressionism, the movement developed by Sennur Üzgen. It marks a turning point where the artist breaks her inner chains. The stark contrast of red and blue blocks reveals the paradox of a … Okumaya devam edin →
The whole world stands in the sharpest light. But I show you a solitaire from the finest crack of darkness. This is not merely the stone of a ring; it is a wound that pierces the chest, wearies the heart, … Okumaya devam edin →
SECRET – Manifesto A back turned, yet the world revolves around her absence. The skin, luminous as if kissed by an unseen sun, reveals itself — but the face hides, a forbidden country of emotion. Hair knotted high, head bowed … Okumaya devam edin →