Yesim Dereli

Yesim Dereli

Along with being a person who does not have the ability to build her own summaries, I always favor the others knowing how you are. In her own, in her shell.

Saving of the ownership of most of the funny creative ideas that came out and the handicraft flood away from its pot with a sudden and striking realization about a year ago. Just then, while “Is it the time?” questions were  preoccupying my mind, “Let me see what I can really do.” curiosity grew into an uncontrollable situation after becoming acquainted with Buckethead (Brian Patrick Carroll).

The paintings starting with “stickman-ish” trials turned into the paintings I reflected my ambivalence which I couldn’t hold inside due to the impact of the stimulations of Buckethead Pikes. Earlier feedback came from my father telling “Why are you making such lamer things, my chuck?”, and even my mother advicing “You’d better draw some landscapes.”.

These paintings are the forms of the moments I see, the feelings I feel and most “If only I had the concrete of this!” moments of the things which stuck in my mind even I hadn’t realised when I lived them. And they will exist as long as I can feel.