TII

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The exhibition displays the work of inmates, which is the result of a five month Traditional Turkish Art education. The exhibition’s content consists of slang, poetry and sayings, often heard around prison, as well as letters, uniquely decorated with traditional Turkish motives, symbolically written to the outside world. Ultimately, the aim is to transmit the life inside prison to the outside and to bring the outside audience in. The exhibition presents life from behind the bars to the outside world and underlines that we as the outside world and its prisoners must break these conceptual bars in order to fully comprehend the work of these hard-working and productive inmates.

Longing to live in a world, where weapons don’t exist and freedom prevails.

Dreams, which fly away
 
 I hope everything works out as you want.

Don't give up life just because I am not around. You should get away from the shadows to see me, breathing is resisting, my core-heart lady. Nature with all its mystery even in daylight would not give away its secrets, why should I? You have to think like me to see me, be different to be able to understand me.

My rose

Inside pretense poems, No meaning left on words, they took it all, My loneliness, the pain I suffered I couldn't tell.

In a word which I struggle to understand, I don’t expect to be understood...I’m fine this way.

We hold words that have not yet seen the sun.

My dear friend, Before I start this letter I would to greet you in the name of Allah and shake your hand. How are you? I pray to Allah that you are fine. If you were to ask me, I am fine and I thank good every time I breathe. My precious friend, I have received your letter, which is just as precious as you are and it made me very happy. Therefore, I was to scribble some things to make you happy as well. My dear friend, you have asked me what it is like around here. I am in an inexpressible land of loneliness. I am in a place where the pain gets worse and there are a lot of hick-ups, where problems keep adding up and life gets shorter, where dirty games are played and the modest get oppressed. This is a place where mums, dads, spouses and children start getting appreciated more and freedom doesn’t exist but is searched for. That is all I can tell you. I want you to appreciate freedom and the one’s you love. And as I come to the end of my letter I leave you with Allah, kiss your eyes and shake your hand.

How do you do canım? Hope you are healthy and happy. I haven't been able to write to you for a long time now. I wish I could have given you presents on your birthday and kissed your hands. But I am restrained for that. I am deeply sorry my dear, deep as the ocean. I want you to know that. I wanted to give you this present, in the ornamentation course of our prison. I hope you'll like it. My beauty! All presents are right for the beloved and they melt the frozen marble, flaring excitations, giving colour to roses, and harmony to existence, they are sent and received. Either the smile of Züleyha for Yusuf, or Süleyman's voice calling for Belkıs. Sometimes, even death can be a present for the one who appreciates. Present was love, near as opening a door's lock and waking up with joy after sleepless nights in despair. In the days I stayed in cells, I started to talk to the corners of the cells approximately for six months. Corners were the loved ones. The ones I wanted to be with, the ones I wanted to be by my side. It is the same with you darlin', believe me! Tomorrow, you are gonna be asked about me. Won't you say that you carried a present in your heart? Your blurred black eyes are my present, you should know. I know that ı am in your heart. Have a blissful birthday, LOVER! Stay safe. I carry you in my heart, you should know that again and again. Kisses and hugs for you, may the God be with you.

Hello dear Tugce,
 Before I start this letter, I hope that you excuse my current dazed state, as I spill out to you all my love and adoration, which I wish to reflect to you in this lifeless form of a letter! A warm hello to this cute and beautiful girl. Feeling you is a passion, remembering your name is as sweet as honey, missing you is more searing than fire, and keeping you in my heart is forever, my one and only…! Fill every moment of my life with your presence, every corner of my heart with love and come to me with such love that turns every second of my life into heaven. Be my fire and I’ll burn, be my destiny and I’ll bear it, be my bullet and I’ll pull the trigger, be my reaper and I’ll die…death death, what is death…I am willing to live for you! With all my love and respect…

I never wanted to be away from you…During nighttime I compared you to the stars, during daytime to a blossoming flower. I want to walk with you along the beach, beneath the moon in a deep blue sky. Maybe I will kiss you on your lips. I never wanted to be away from you.

If only I could be free as a bird first, Then, I would be a prisoner of your leaves, grown out of my love
 You are a flower blossoming in spring If only I could share my life with you.

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