Preview: You Can't Hide in the Sky
Cem Örgen
@ 5533 IMC, Istanbul
15.04.2021 - 31.05.2021
Weapon for Ephemeral Eyes. Laser-cut stainless steel, stainless profile, vertical blind mechanism.
Folded skin. Car cover, transport wheel, magnet.
Folded Skin. Car cover, transport wheel, magnet.
You Can’t Hide in the Sky. Finger applied military face camouflage paint, paper torn with mouth wet.
You Can’t Hide in the Sky. Finger applied military face camouflage paint, paper torn with mouth wet.
You Can’t Hide in the Sky. Finger applied military face camouflage paint, paper torn with mouth wet.
Case, Keyboard, Winter. Computer case, polyester climbing wall stones, glass, stainless rod, aluminum composite.
Sunburn. Gauze, fluorescent lamp.
Case, Keyboard, Winter. "Adidas" tracksuit, CNC cut varnished and sanded spruce - Single-channel video 3'45 (Recording from the gameplay "Demon’s Souls" through the artist's character), monitor, player headset, jigsaw cut raw spruce, sponge.
Sunburn. Gauze, fluorescent lamp.
Case, Keyboard, Winter. "Adidas" tracksuit, CNC cut varnished and sanded spruce.
Menu. Decorative and satin plaster applied on autoclaved aerated concrete, honey, smoked entrecote, bread.
You Can’t Hide in the Sky. Finger applied military face camouflage paint, paper torn with mouth wet.
Menu. Decorative and satin plaster applied on autoclaved aerated concrete, honey, smoked entrecote, bread.
You Can’t Hide in the Sky. Finger applied military face camouflage paint, paper torn with mouth wet.
Sweaty bone. Cable management spine, silicone.
Water and Bad. Aluminum profile, screw, nut, pp plastic sheet, UV print on pp plastic sheet.
Water and Bad. Aluminum profile, screw, nut, pp plastic sheet, UV print on pp plastic sheet.
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My effort to get rid of the sight started by hating the sun. The curtains to prevent the light from coming inside and the clothes I wore on my skin were some of the ways to control the sun. Over time, I counterpoise the boundaries of the interior and exterior areas were and were not under the control of the sun. These boundaries were as graphic as the moments when light infiltrate in and cut across my room. I didn’t feel immobile as this march filling the outside started to leak in front of me. It was so filtered when it came to me that it wasn’t much different from my computer screen: controlled and tamed. I feel similar confidence in games; in face of my physical stillness, I can barely stop the constant flux, the repetition, and the acceleration of that enclosed structure I know the limits of. My room is already filled with progress, death, rebirth, and trial.
It wasn’t late for me to be overwhelmed by my own ambition in such an erotic void, and I tried to look at the sun, which was the source of the small leak in my room, with bare eyes. Everything ended up too fast and I concede with my swiftly teared eyes. It was a total defeat; the sun had not lost its power during our gaze and I was blinded in the fear of my eyes might lose sight.
