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To turn stone into light, color and sound, to unite the natural one with nature, to mix secret with reality, to see and notice stone, to be aware of history, to sense tracks, to perceive mystery, to pour light into color, color into sound and sound into essence, I followed stones by feeling what they saw and living what they experienced. I visualize billions of years that flowed over them; the hands that touched them, a whisper from the woman sitting on it, a cry from the child fallen by attaching it, a smile of the youngster trying to warm up before the fire he managed to light by rubbing two of them, thousands of years of waltz between water and stone, those people hiding behind, living whole their life within, smiling, crying, living, dying, I visualize people, wolfs, birds, a lonely tree on a unique hill. I visualize history and world. I visualize life with sweet and bitter moments, to turn stone into light, color and sound; To make you live within what is natural. ASİL STONE . . . |
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