Posts By Hülya

Curtains for vents…

Curtains for vents...

Growing up as a Turkish girl I always had a strange relation to curtains. Since in Turkish households you always have curtains for night time, but also curtains (tyl) even for daytime use. I never really liked curtains as they were taking up too much space as well as taking part of the daylight.
Equally I never understood why dressing/undressing in front of a window was a problem… I always and still undress for the whole neighbourhood it seems…The lucky viewers this time are the Jewish families in the building in front of my estate.
My ex-husband years ago interpreted a stone being thrown in through my Stamford Hill bedroom window with my dressing/undressing in front of the window with no shame in a Jewish/Muslim neighbourhood. It’s not that I would explain this as an exhibitionist act or a consciously chosen performance.
Still part of me apparently tries to be very tidy and chastity looks like something the curtains could protect in this act of putting curtains on even non-existing wanna-be-vent-windows.

When I grow up I want to become Danish. Signed; Perker.

When I grow up I want to become Danish. Signed; Perker.

Summer 2013. Gallery space;Rum 46 in Aarhus.

Cekirdek.Traces of Turkish Community, Dalston, London

Cekirdek.Traces of Turkish Community, Dalston, London

Evidencing Turkish communities in London’s Hackney Borough. During an outdoor film screening on Gillette Square.

Cykellygte-duduk

Cykellygte-duduk

2010, Stokie,London.

Room with window in Stamford Hill, before gentrification…

Room with window in Stamford Hill, before gentrification...

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Life in progress.
Change in progress.
Cleaning in progress.
I AM LEAVING…
Gentrification in progress.
I AM MOVING…
Regenerate the area.
I AM DALSTON…
This is new.
Come here now.
Just passing by.
I USED TO BE DALSTON.
Transition in progress.
Past, present, future.
I AM STILL DALSTON…
Degeneration in progress.