Prints/Collages
Elisabeth Rafstedt
Writer Kuzey Topuz draws an image of a messy present in which »mass disinfection« activities keep accompanying mass idolatry, the necromancers’ discourse rules the world, and as long as you infinitely repeat things, anything is possible. To prevent us from nostalgic devotion or longing for the past in the face of our current present, she teaches us a counternostalgia spell.
Kuzey Topuz — Mrz 17, 2021
The year 2020 was already an allegory, and anything by any means linked to it felt eons old before it even ended. When I was breaking down the unnerving symbolism, this happened to be the first image I came up with: a notorious creature has been growing aware of its mirror image too early, or too fast, or both.
Followed by this: While the industry of longing inwardly dominates the cities, metropoles seem to be proud to comply. A type of pride that you sense when facing something that is selfish, yet charming. This yearning scenery seems as invasive as it could get – to the point of necromancy *Sorcery*Collabing*Dead*.
Another one pops out: Sleight of hand is being taught at schools before anything else. Even before the student oath and all that. Curriculum titles sound like a fictional country’s second-degree humor. And cafeteria menus certainly imply some cultural references that the newcomers are too afraid to ask about.
The image slides: Individuals are now given safewords during their regular life events. The Necromancer reigns and rages. The only roleplay left for them is roleplaying, and this pastime is adorable only for a while.
The next vision is sort of misty: Mass disinfection activities keep accompanying mass idolatry. Certain cleaning products are thought to have pure psyches living inside them, regardless of their being guilt-free or not. And the supreme language that constantly aimed to be invented is even guiltier than its manufacturers. The voices seek a fabulous phrasing over and over again. It’s believed these can undo particular things.
Somebody says, because repetition never faileth. The occasional typos and logical errors found amid these human traces are the attempts of sending an S.O.S message to the reader, doubtlessly made by the homesick.
What comes after is called counternostalgia. A haphazard wording to begin. It’s certainly lacking grammar. A new approach to speaking in tongues. It is where one is able to hear the speaking-tone tongue at last.
These instructions will most probably be found in the archives of this transit city, the city that is now a real-life experiment.
Then take a moment to think and repeat them in different combinations.
This is how you will begin: »Speak through me.«
As soon as you hear the speaking tone tongue, you will recognize it. It sounds familiar to temporal beings.
LABEL PLANET OBSCURE. PLANET LABEL OBSCURE. OBSCURE PLANET LABEL. OBSCURE PLANET PLANET.
OBSCURE LABEL PLANET. LABEL LABEL PLANET. LABEL PLANET LABEL. PLANET PLANET PLANET
PLANET OBSCURE LABEL. PLANET LABEL LABEL. LABEL LABEL LABEL. PLANET PLANET OBSCURE.
OBSCURE PLANET OBSCURE. PLANET OBSCURE OBSCURE. OBSCURE OBSCURE PLANET. PLANET OBSCURE PLANET.
LABEL OBSCURE PLANET.
LABEL OBSURE PLANET.
OBSCURE OBSCURE OBSCURE.
Kuzey Topuz is a writer based in Istanbul, and fellow of the »Be Mobile – Create Together!« program, in which Akademie Schloss Solitude participates. In her creative process she uses the tools of different genres and paradigms to generate a multilayered experience. She seeks the pieces – dime novels, memoirs, testimonies, found photographs, pseudoscientific texts, graffities, urban myths, etc. By experimenting on the innate nature of things and the occasional errors they show, she aims to catch momentary nuances to reveal their essence, then reconnect them within another piece of narrative that functions as the absolute constant.
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