Abbas Tolgay Yılmaz

Kderili

  • 29 cm x 21 cm
In fields of gold, she stands alone, A jigsaw soul in borrowed tone. Her heart, unzipped, yet still unread, A book of thoughts too loud to shed. One eye dreams, the other flees, A mind that bends like rustling trees. Red tears fall on silent skin, Where logic ends and loves begin. Flowers bloom where thoughts arise, Antennas tuned to cloudy skies. Her collar tight, her colors clash— A dance of ache, a softened lash. Don't ask her where the real one hides, She’s stitched from truths and alibis. A painted myth, a voice unheard, Half open book, half caged bird. --- Altın tarlada tek başına, Ruhu eksik, ses ödünç ama. Kalbi açık, okunmamış, Düşünceler çok, suskun bakış. Bir gözü düşte, öbürü kaçta, Zihni savrulur rüzgârla başta. Kırmızı yaşlar sessiz tende, Mantık biter, aşk başlar sende. Düşünceyle çiçek açar dal, Anteni gökte, bulutla hal. Yaka sıkar, renkler çatışır, Acı bir dansla kalp karışır. "Nerede gerçek?" deme ona, Dikilmiş yalanla, doğruyla. Boyanmış efsane, sesi yok, Yarı kitap, yarı kafes, soluk.

Details

  • Width 29 cm
  • Depth 21 cm
  • Mediums Work on Paper, Drawing

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About the Artist

Hi, it's me, Tolgay. I'm a software engineer, artist, and entrepreneur. For me, intentions always outweigh impressions. I believe in the power of art to inspire and transform lives, the power of technology to empower and connect people and the power of human connection to create a better world.
Abbas Tolgay Yılmaz