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SECRET
Tuval üzerine akrilik, 30 x 30 cm, 2025 Sennur Üzgen / Surrexpressionism Resimlerimin satışı Artmajeur üzerinden yapılmaktadır. Satın almak için buraya tıklayın. My paintings are available for sale on Artmajeur. Click here to purchase.
Okumaya devam edin →SECRET
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 →
SUREXPRESSIONISM: A SCREAM FROM WITHIN, BEYOND REALITY
“Art is not the reflection of the outside world — it is the projection of the inner one.” 🎨 INTRODUCTION: A FRACTURE BETWEEN MOVEMENTS Throughout history, every art movement mirrored its own time. Impressionism chased light, Expressionism captured emotional turmoil, … Okumaya devam edin →
Blue Dream
Acrylic on canvas 40 x 40 cm 2025 Sennur Üzgen — Surrexpressionism Resimlerimin satışı Artmajeur üzerinden yapılmaktadır.Satın almak için buraya tıklayın. My paintings are available for sale on Artmajeur.Click here to purchase.
Okumaya devam edin →In the Press:
Kitaptan Sanattan – Sennur Üzgen & “Red Storm” An Artist, A Work: Sennur Üzgen ‘Red Storm’ Kitaptan Sanattan, July 7, 2025 An in-depth article about Sennur Üzgen’s unique Surrexpressionism movement and her artwork “Red Storm.” The piece explores psychoanalytic figure … Okumaya devam edin →
Manifesto for Silent Farewell Collection
Works: “Too Late” & “The Farewell Dress” By Sennur Üzgen “She no longer waits, and yet her heart lingers. She no longer speaks, and yet silence aches. A farewell was not a choice—it became her sentence.” Silent Farewell is not … Okumaya devam edin →
Contemporary Art? No, It’s a Beautiful Disturbance.
What Is Contemporary Art, You Ask? Pause. Don’t breathe. A voice inside you is about to speak. That’s where contemporary art begins. Contemporary art does not nail itself to time — it dances with it. It is neither the chain … Okumaya devam edin →
Silent Farewell: A Theatre of Suppressed Time
She has turned her back. She doesn’t show her face—because real farewells… always look into the unseen. She wears a black dress—this is not mourning, it’s the fabric of forgotten sentences. Her skin-toned back— Not the trace of a body, … Okumaya devam edin →