Özer Toraman: Meanwhile The World Goes On

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"Meanwhile The World Goes On" 

Pi Artworks Istanbul is pleased to present Ozer Toraman's first solo show with the gallery. Ozer Toraman's favourite poem Wild Geese by Mary Oliver is the initial inspiration for this show. The exhibition titled as "Meanwhile The World Goes On" and inspired by nature, transformation and hope.

 

"Meanwhile The World Goes On" will continue until October 23rd 2021 at Pi Artworks Istanbul.

 

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.

(1986, Dream Work)

 

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Pi Artworks Istanbul is pleased to present Ozer Toraman's first solo show with the gallery. Ozer Toraman's favourite poem Wild Geese by Mary Oliver is the initial inspiration for this show. The exhibition titled as "Meanwhile The World Goes On" and inspired by nature, transformation and hope.

 

"Meanwhile The World Goes On" will continue until October 23rd 2021 at Pi Artworks Istanbul.

 

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.

(1986, Dream Work)