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“I TOLD YOU, I WILL KISS”
I told you I was going to write to you from time to time, didn’t I?
Sometimes you answer by e-mail and that makes me much happier.Write more, don’t leave me alone here,Don’t forget; I will not leave you alone!
I was in Istanbul a couple of days ago. I was had fifteen days off, maybe I will get into the details later. But I got the impression that Istanbul got fatter! Maybe because I am also getting fatter, I didn’t make it a big deal. Because they take very good care of us here. It seems that girls have talen very good care of Bedri Baykam, too!
I heard so much when I was over there, let me tell you about one of them; I told you about Taktak playing backgammon in the last letter. I think he got offended, worried and angry, then said “when did I spend so much time on backgammon?”. If he had said “I won’t play again, I quit, ok?” I would be happy! It would be wonderful, wouldn’t it? I wrote a poem for Iskender for instance, never got an answer, did I put on an attitude? No, I didn’t! I don’t even know if Hasim liked the letter. But why? Because this time there was no answer!...
"Sorry I did not want to disturb you, I just wanted to kiss, ok maybe I didn’t propose politely, but I am not one of those romantics you know. You decide and tell me anyway, I think you want it! I told you, I will kiss, I will kiss, don’t put an attitude on me, don’t...” Guys this is a song of Athena, maybe you are familiar with it. I think you should get the tape and listen to it, maybe it will get you moving! Whenever I hear it, I get carried away and think of thousands of naughty things to do.
Well since we started to gossip, let’s continue.
I personally don’t like it, but I know the art setting loves it! A couple of days ago I had permission to go to the market. When I go to the market, I first have breakfast and read the newspapers. Then I go to the internet cafe, check my mail and answer them one by one. This is what I did this week. I wrote this before, but I’m sorry I will have to tell you again since what I’m going to tell you is about this. If you remember, in January I had an exhibition in the Taksim Municipal Art Gallery called “The States of Tuncay Takmaz 31+1” and for the first time I wrote the stories of my paintings. The exhibition was opening the same day as Bedri Baykam’s “Female Intrigues” exhibition. It was snowing heavily. I was upset for both of us! The exhibition where the stories can also be read has been in the virtual environment for a long time now. I had done a series of experimentations, for the first time in Turkey, on some polemics in the plastic art field, some names and some values I am against. As a result, many people from the art field were mentioned in the stories. Gecetemur, Taktak, Bedri, Erguven, Hz.Doga are only a few I can think of now… And maybe even you are among them. It doesn’t matter for me, why shouldn’t you be?
This week I went to the Kordon Cafe by the sea again. The table I always sit at outside was not there, so thanks to my coyness, they took the table out for me. I watched the sea while sipping my tea. I was chatting and having some snacks with my dear friend Seyfi Ozsoy. After that, we moved on to the internet cafe. This time I looked at my paintings before my e-mails. Here one even misses his paintings. While I was going through my website, I had to take a look at the exhibition book. I hadn’t seen the page for a long time, I was wondering what people had written.
One of us had visited this virtual exhibition and written nonsense, had offended me in the online guestbook...
Well what can I say now?
To be honest, I know how to speak the language everyone can understand. Just ask for it. Just be brave enough to stand behind what you say! This brave person who wrote all this did not even leave an e-mail address. I put the necessary answer in my website...
I believe this setting to some extent is built on “ass licking”! It is tragic, isn’t it? Because he himself keeps licking ass, he thinks everyone else is like that!
What a hugger-mugger field it is where we are running our horses. You make one commit sins! You wouldn’t know the story of hugger-mugger. Let me tell you; In Adana, it is very hot in the summer, people can’t sleep indoors, so in villages the whole family goes up to the roof. They spend the night sleeping on the roof. One of those hot nights, the man of the house has a few drinks and goes up to the roof. The father is asleep, the wife is on one side, the kids are on the other, and there’s the sister in law. The sister is a little exposed. He can’t stop looking and he feels bizarre. That night passes, and the next night it’s the same situation again… A couple of days later, he has a few drinks again and is about to go to sleep. But he can’t resist the temptation and lies next to the sister in law. He starts squeezing and pinching the girl, and the girl doesn’t say anything. The wife and the whole family wakes up to the crackling sounds. They start attacking the man and the wife says “Was this, too, going to happen to me?”. This time the whole neighborhood wakes up and starts attacking the man. And the man says “You sleep in this hugger-mugger, you make one commit sins!” There’s a lesson to be learnt in every story…
don’tmake onecommitsins!
17 January 2003
Artvin-Hopa
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