Illustrator and artist from Istanbul. currently based in Milan, Trying to figure out what to do with HERSELF.

For much of my life, I have wandered in search of my essence, my own lines. I struggled to accept the fluidity of life and the ever-changing nature of art. But after years of resistance, I have come to see that creating—even in uncertainty—is far greater than remaining still. The water is murky, yet I can now gaze upon it with clarity, my mind now still. Perhaps I needed to separate my own yearning from what I had been conditioned to desire.

The works you will find here are built upon infinite variations of a single face. Each one meticulously drawn by hand. If the weight of a single gaze fixed upon you is unsettling, imagine the silent presence of many, watching, multiplying, closing in. What began as mere figures soon became something more. Each of them is a fragment of me, but they also exist beyond me. And at some point, I realized—they were not simply watching me. They were shaping me. In time, this became an experiment in perception, a quiet dissection of the fragile boundary between seeing and being seen.

The collage section holds my first experiments in this form of art. As someone new to digital work, I can say that this process, where borders dissolve and fragments merge, has given me the chance to reconstruct reality itself. Stripping away the rigid edges of the physical world and freely arranging images has created a tension—a sense of displacement, as if the familiar has been altered just enough to feel unfamiliar.

Each collage is born from a story. They unfold within their own realms, shaped by their own experiences. Some are complete, others unravel as they take form. As the pieces come together, new meanings emerge—sometimes revealing something whole, sometimes expanding into something that cannot be contained.

I believe that art is rooted in feeling and in making others feel. These past months, I have felt everything and nothing at once, been swept away yet remained in control, drifted while holding on. And in moments where I teetered on the edge of reason, Kairos was my savior.

Thank you, Kairos.
Thank you, Asya. **