{"id":535,"date":"2019-01-18T15:24:20","date_gmt":"2019-01-18T15:24:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/burakbulut.org\/?page_id=535"},"modified":"2026-01-08T01:15:55","modified_gmt":"2026-01-08T00:15:55","slug":"%e3%83%96%e3%83%a9%e3%83%83%e3%82%af%e3%83%a9%e3%82%a4%e3%83%88","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/lucida\/","title":{"rendered":"\u30eb\u30b7\u30c0"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Portrait<\/span><\/div>

Lucida<\/span><\/h1><\/div>
\n

Lucida<\/span><\/h1>\n

The Body as Light<\/span><\/h2>\n

Under blacklight, the body becomes not flesh but flare\u2014a glow, an echo, a mirage.\u00a0Lucida<\/em>\u00a0seeks the threshold where form dissolves into radiance.<\/span><\/p>\n

Lucida<\/em>\u00a0is not about light\u2014it is about transformation. The series captures bodies dissolving into glow, myth, and pigment, exploring the luminous threshold where visibility itself becomes unstable. Each image is a ritual, a rite of passage between the seen and the felt.<\/span><\/p>\n

Shot under ultraviolet light with fluorescent body paints, the series marks a radical departure from Burak Bulut Y\u0131ld\u0131r\u0131m’s architectural nude compositions. Here, the body is no longer a form to be documented but a surface to be activated\u2014a screen on which light performs. The familiar anatomical landmarks dissolve into fields of colour and luminescence.<\/span><\/p>\n

The series draws from multiple visual traditions. Yayoi Kusama’s infinity rooms offer one precedent: the body subsumed into pattern, the self multiplied into cosmos. Caravaggio’s chiaroscuro provides another: the drama of light carving form from absolute darkness. But\u00a0Lucida<\/em>\u00a0pushes further toward abstraction. Flesh becomes nebula; skin becomes screen. The body is not illuminated\u2014it becomes the source of illumination.<\/span><\/p>\n

The imagery draws on mythological and ritualistic associations without illustrating any specific tradition. Faces become masks; bodies become icons of an invented cosmology. The fluorescent patterns transform human anatomy into something that feels ancient and futuristic simultaneously\u2014tribal markings translated into the language of neon, sacred geometry rendered in phosphorescence.<\/span><\/p>\n

Movement enters through long exposure. Bodies blur and multiply, their trajectories traced in streaks of light. These images refuse the frozen instant; they accumulate time, showing the body not as object but as event. The reference here shifts toward the chronophotography of \u00c9tienne-Jules Marey, though translated into a hallucinatory register where science becomes ritual.<\/span><\/p>\n

The project was exhibited as part of\u00a0In Haste \/ Ayak\u00fcst\u00fc<\/em>\u00a0at the VoBa & Abraham-Gumbel-Saal in 2019, and continues as an ongoing collaboration with dancers, performers, and body artists. Selected works are available as limited edition archival prints through Artsper, Saatchi Art, and Artmajeur.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Model<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Close-up<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"A<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Glow-in-the-dark<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Pregnant<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Abstract<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div>
\"Portrait<\/div><\/a><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>

All Projects \/ Exhibitions<\/strong><\/h3><\/h3><\/div>
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UnNude<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"Silhouette<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Not nude, but reimagined. In UnNude, flesh becomes form, and desire fades into geometry.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Niche<\/span><\/a><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"A<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Niche is a space of tender withdrawal\u2014where silence echoes in fabric, corners, and breath.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Ecotone<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"Naked<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Body becomes part of a living landscape\u2014blurring the lines between skin, soil, and sunlight.\u00a0<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Elsewhere<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"A<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Elsewhere follows the body through city shadows\u2014unnoticed, unstilled, unreal.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Antemortem<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"A<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

A body caught between memory and erasure. Antemortem traces the soft residue of life before it slips into silence.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Crave<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"Silhouetted<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Desire speaks in color. Crave paints the body with longing, each image trembling between heat and hunger.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Motus<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"A<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Not frozen moments, but echoes in motion. Motus captures the body in flux\u2014between gesture, memory, and breath.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Lucida<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"Portrait<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Under blacklight, the body becomes flare\u2014a glow, an echo, a mirage. Lucida seeks the threshold where form dissolves.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Chimera<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"Monochrome<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Mirrored, fractured, reformed. Chimera turns the body into illusion, where flesh bends under the gaze.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div>

Melancholia<\/a><\/span><\/p><\/h4><\/div>

\"A<\/a><\/span><\/div>
\n

Melancholia doesn\u2019t shout\u2014it lingers. These images carry silence, like a breath held too long.<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"100-width.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-535","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/535","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=535"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/535\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1941,"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/535\/revisions\/1941"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/burakbulut.org\/ja\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=535"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}