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i began a new series: instanbul

still life. summer.

spring 2016 look: extremely loud & incredibly close

We are all alive together in some of the worst moments of human history. And it's about to get worse, a lot worse, before (if ever) it gets better. And I know you don't want to hear it, but I think you know it. Even if you pretend not to be paying attention. The level of addiction I see in myself and in others is not a coincidence. The need for escapism. I'm often annoyed by ignorance in others. But my own capacity for empathy, too, is tested too many times, every day. I try to remain open, to let myself feel the vastness of human, animal, planetary suffering, but too often I zone out. Staying conscious is so hard. And remembering to move out of the center. That I am not, you are not the center. I once wrote a note for myself: Acıyorsa kafanı çevirme. Daha dikkatli bak. "If it hurts, don't look away. Look closer." I know it's difficult, but I wish we would.

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I’m also sometimes on snapchat: mehmeterdogan8

Pele is about violence. Sexual, physical, emotional, sure, but also about self-inflicted violence, about how crippling doubt and self-hatred turned inwards manifest as self-destructive partners and patterns. I guess to me Pele is ultimately more than a music record, it’s not psychobabble, it’s not a woman’s sad relationship diary. It's a road map for learning your wounds, exorcism, liberation.

so yeah