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Çocuk Ev(ren)i // Child's Home-verse, illustration book

ÇOCUK EV(REN)İ
CHILD'S HOME-VERSE
Nevzat Sayın tarafından düzenlenen, adını Behçet Necatigil'in şiirinden alan Evin Halleri Atölyeler Dizisinin bir parçası olarak​​​​​​​ Cem Sorguç, Çiğdem Yalırsu ve Deniz Gezgin tarafından yürütülen «İlhan Berk, Şeyler Kitabı: Ev» atölyesiİlhan Berk’in ‘Şeyler Kitabı: Ev’ kitabını merkeze almaktadır, ve katılımcılardan metin, kısa film, çizim, maket, fotoğraf ve çeşitli başka araçlar ile bir ev, bir bark, bir barınak metaforu ya da gene söz konusu kitap minvalinde serbest temsillerin üretilmesi beklenmektedir.

Atölye sonucu çıkardığım; çocuğun gözünden ev, evi yuva yapan öğeleri kendi dünyasında bir araya getirerek evin içinde kendi ev/ren/ini yaratma gayretine dair, illüstrasyonlarım ve notlarım ile bir kolaj-anlatı-kitapçığı.
Büyükler için çocuk kitabı.


As a part of the Workshop Series ‘Evin Halleri’ (‘Cases of the House’), which is titled after the poem by leading Turkish poet of 40’s generation, Behçet Necatigil«İlhan Berk, Şeyler Kitabı: Ev» workshop led by Architect Cem Sorguç takes İlhan Berk’s, another leading contemporary Turkish poet, poetry book ‘Şeyler Kitabı: Ev’ (‘Book of Things: House’) at the center, and participants are expected to create texts, short movies, drawings, models, photographs and various other tools; a metaphor of a house, a home, a shelter or free form of narratives in the context of the book in question.

My final creation as a result of the workshop; a visual and textual collage-narrative / handmade illustration book, on house through the eyes of the child, components that makes the house ‘the home’ coming together in their world, and their enthusiasm for creating their own universe within the house.
Children’s book for adults.

« for childhood is certainly greater than reality.  »
 Gaston Bachelard, 'The Poetics of Space'

« The house we were born in is
more than an embodiment of home,
it is also an embodiment of dreams.
Each one of its nooks and corners
was a resting place for daydreaming. »
 Gaston Bachelard, 'The Poetics of Space​​​​​​​'
the smallest nooks, holes and corridors
we could fit in as a child,
become a shelter, a refuge for us
in our house game.


« house is room.
an island.
(on its own)
a call for inward.
an ode to closeness, loneliness. »
 İlhan Berk, 'Book of Things: House'
we often hide from someone,
some things,
or each other there.

but it is such a hiding that as if
waiting to be searched and found.
some of these shelters
would be softer, more flexible.
covered with a sheet for example.

some wind,
or a mother’s grasp
bares the nook underneath.
some of them are inviting, entered without steps;
on the door front in a thimble-cup*
the owners serve an imaginary coffee.


« stairs are the embryo,
of the house. »
 İlhan Berk, 'Book of Things: House'


« Ayşe on the door front
did her work like a lady
of her own, finally
she built a home

I was the first guest
went to say 'Congrats on your home'
in a thimble-cup* she brought
I drank the imaginary coffee »
Behçet Necatigil, 'Little House'
some build solid 'walls'
to themselves -their dreams-,
piles them up,
a castle of books.

they want their borders to not be destroyed -exceeded-,
solid as a 'tree', in essence.

some have a threshold, makes one pause;
does not let everyone in
one turns back, out the 'door'.



« in short, in the most interminable of dialectics,
the sheltered being gives perceptible limits to his shelter. »
— Gaston Bachelard​​​​​​​
some are a 'closed-box',
like all closed boxes,
                                   turned inwards,
as if taking the form of
the shell they are in,
transformed into their own home.



« as if the wall excludes itself;
stays away from everything.
does not share the house.
pretends the house doesn't exist. »
— İlhan Berk
some wants to be inside,
to look outside;

some to build the wall,
and to be outside.
some even have a garden,
(they built a house, and even have a garden,
you might ask)
its landscape is the patterns of the carpet.


« garden, mud singer of the street.
dirty child.
hail to the gardens! »a
— İlhan Berk
or,
the littlest leaves of favourite plant
in the house
are secretly picked and brought;
but they are as almighty enough to lie down
in its shadow.

« it is on the plane of the daydream and not on
that of facts that childhood remains alive within us. »
— Gaston Bachelard
« [window] has taken the world ahead.
(the window looks ahead.)
is a child passing by?
'a child is passing by!' it will say. »

— İlhan Berk

« balcony,
hanging spirit of children! »

— İlhan Berk
ROOM inside HOME
HOUSE inside ROOM
HOME inside HOUSE,   these shelters, refuges become.

the room surrounds this little nest.
room, is the universe of this little home.


« centers of daydream group together
to constitute the oneiric house which is more lasting
than the scattered memories of our birthplace. »
— Gaston Bachelard
«  human is an island.
room: a world. »

— İlhan Berk


it [room] is both smaller than this home,
and so that it is larger
than the outside when entered...


« room is the garden of the house, the street, the city,
and the place that eventually includes the whole world. »

— İlhan Berk
...it grows large enough to encompass even the things it is in
and transcend its dimensions, in the child's mind.
grows the child, too.


« house knits reverie balls: it is called to dream.
*
a great dream: to be at home.
*
house: throne of the unconscious.
*
house is the world. »

— İlhan Berk
Çocuk Ev(ren)i // Child's Home-verse, illustration book
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Çocuk Ev(ren)i // Child's Home-verse, illustration book

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