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The traces could be produced on surfaces and in emptiness. These lines trace the surface and are tied to each other, and the world is the connection of the lines.
Danial traces the lines of the world through his camera. The images reflected from the artist's lens connect with traces of Matt Donovan's verses.
Lines are not only straight; they are discontinuous, entan... more >> Everything and everyone left its Traces/Lines* on the world.
The traces could be produced on surfaces and in emptiness. These lines trace the surface and are tied to each other, and the world is the connection of the lines.
Danial traces the lines of the world through his camera. The images reflected from the artist's lens connect with traces of Matt Donovan's verses.
Lines are not only straight; they are discontinuous, entangled, and intertwined**. Danial's photographs take us on a walk through life's perplexity. On the one hand, landscapes of peace and tranquility; on the other, the invisible walls in which people are trapped.
His gaze combines the surface, space, and trenches through intertwined lines: Contours of the landscape, disposition of people, floating streams, standing trees, and rising mountains.
The view of the world is lined with the width of the light.
Traces/Line* is part of an exhibition project, Hidden Statements.
*Line
Surface engraved with a narrow stroke, path
imagined between two points. Of singular thickness,
a glib remark, a fragment, an unfinished phrase.
It is any one edge of a shape and its contours
in entirety. Melody arranged, a recitation,
the ways horizons are formed. Think of leveling,
snaring, the body's disposition (both in movement
& repose). It has to do with palms and creases,
with rope wound tight on someone's hand, things
resembling drawn marks: a suture or a mountain ridge,
an incision, this width of light. A razor blade
at a mirror, tapping out a dose, or the churn
of conveyor belts, the scoured, idling machines.
A conduit, a boundary, an exacting
course of thought. And here, the tautness
of tent stakes, earth shoveled, the depth of a trench.
(Matt Donovan, 2003)
Text: Asuman Kırlangıç
**Tim Ingold, Lines A Brief History, 2016.