m.dilsadaladag@gmail.com
Researcher and practitioner
on cultural, artistic and curatorial grounds.
She is a doctorate researcher at the Arts and Design
PhD program at the Bauhaus Uni. of Weimar. more
Mahsul Vakaları / Yield Events 2024
exhibition
Natives and Displaced Ones
A Fictive Dialogue on Dunes
RENK / TIMBRE
Mahsul [Yield] Project 2022 - ongoing
online platform
curated gatherings
printed publication
Taklak 2022 - ongoing
research and archive
performance
ALAN at Berlin 2022 - 2023
curated gatherings
Unutma Bahçesi 2017 - 2022
The Garden of (not) Forgetting
research
exhibition in İstanbul
exhibition in Fürth / Nürnberg
film
Nevşunema
a Sequence From a Garden
Many Places on the Trial of a Place 2021
printed publication
article series
Hajde 2021 installation and zine
Narrating the Discordant 2022 thesis
Belonging 2018 - 2019 design
Plankton Project 2015 - 2017
urban collective
Gölge Seferihisar
Durak Ovacık
WORKS as an employee
SALT Winter Garden
Visiting Scolars and Guest Artist Offices
Imaginable Guidelines Istanbul
Salt Reading Room
Summer Homes: Claiming the Coast
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Kurbet
Reading Performance
Reading Performance
On my last visit to Turkey, I found a handwritten diary of my grandfather, who as a “Gastarbeiter” in Germany from 1968 to 1978.
In these and many other notebooks, my grandfather, a primary school graduate, recorded his days working in Çukurova, the autumn in Stuttgart when he questioned his existence in a park near the factory, his longing mixed with a nationalist desire, the smell of pine as he climbed the Taurus Mountains, the way he recalled a memory from the Alps in those mountains, the literary magazine he read on the village bus, his questions about when to write poetry.
A year after we first met, I wanted to honour his desire to write, which I thought came from a very sincere place. Especially the new generation of the Turkish diaspora, who travel similar roads and struggle with similar emotions, would hear his notes on the relationship between the land and the two geographies.
The diaries of my immigrant grandfather met with a new generation of the diaspora who, like me, left Turkey and moved to Europe in the 2010s at in-house reading meetings organized in Berlin. The installation accompanying the reading performance provided a bird's eye view of the landscapes in the recordings, allowing the audience to produce their own experiences after the performance.
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In these and many other notebooks, my grandfather, a primary school graduate, recorded his days working in Çukurova, the autumn in Stuttgart when he questioned his existence in a park near the factory, his longing mixed with a nationalist desire, the smell of pine as he climbed the Taurus Mountains, the way he recalled a memory from the Alps in those mountains, the literary magazine he read on the village bus, his questions about when to write poetry.
A year after we first met, I wanted to honour his desire to write, which I thought came from a very sincere place. Especially the new generation of the Turkish diaspora, who travel similar roads and struggle with similar emotions, would hear his notes on the relationship between the land and the two geographies.
The diaries of my immigrant grandfather met with a new generation of the diaspora who, like me, left Turkey and moved to Europe in the 2010s at in-house reading meetings organized in Berlin. The installation accompanying the reading performance provided a bird's eye view of the landscapes in the recordings, allowing the audience to produce their own experiences after the performance.
