Can Kurucu

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LOOP The foundation of these images is about ripping the emotion off the expression with the use of recurring images and making the audience feel a sense of estrangement. By examining the term loop in a conceptual dimension, i am drawing attention to how loop is not solely a term, it in fact is detached from time; a swaying concept in a recurring, endless timelessness; just a machine that makes the focus experience accustomedness, estrangement and a loss of emotion and meaning. *Still images and objects are based on the idea of single image loop
Green-screen Site spesific installation / Computer Generated 3D image OMA/Weimar/Germany

2008-2016

  • Der Panther (de)
    Sein Blick ist vomVorübergehn der Stäbe so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält. Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt. Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte, der sich im allerkleinsten Kreise dreht, ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte, in der betäubt ein großer Wille steht. Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille sich lautlos auf — dann geht ein Bild hinein, geht durch der Glieder angespannte Stille — und hört im Herzen auf zu sein. Rainer Maria Rilke
  • The Panther (en)
    From seeing the bars, his seeing is so exhausted that it no longer holds anything anymore. To him the world is bars, a hundred thousand bars, and behind the bars, nothing. The lithe swinging of that rhythmical easy stride which circles down to the tiniest hub is like a dance of energy around a point in which a great will stands stunned and numb. Only at times the curtains of the pupil rise without a sound — then a shape enters, slips through the tightened silence of the shoulders, reaches the heart, and dies.
  • Panter (tr)
    Görüşü, her an önünden geçen demirlerden, O kadar yorulmuştu ki, başka hiçbirşey tutamazdı içinde. Ona öyle gelirdi ki bin tane demir vardı önünde; Ve demirlerin ardında, dünya yoktu. Sıkışık halkaların içinde yürürken, tekrar tekrar, Güçlü yumuşak adımlarının hareketi Merkez etrafında oynanan bir âyinin dansı gibiydi, İçinde muhteşem bir irade felç olmuş ayakta durur. Sadece arasıra, gözbebeklerinin perdesi kalkar, yavaşça-- Bir resim girer içine, Çabucak koşar aşağı doğru gerilmiş, hapis olmuş adalelerden, Sokulur kalbine ve yok olur gider.