Etel Adnan: Writing for Music
Gavin Bryars, Serhan Ada

Online Talk

June 24, 2021 / 16:00

Pera Museum organizes a series of online talks as part of “Impossible Homecoming”, a retrospective exhibition of artist and poet Etel Adnan, whose life spanned nearly a century. In the second event of the series, Gavin Bryars and Serhan Ada will have an online conversation about Adnan's relationship with literature and music.  

British composer and musician Gavin Bryars, who is the creator of Adnan Songbook that brings together eight poems, will talk about his deep connection to Adnan’s writing and their collaborative projects in literature and music. Bryars will be accompanied by the exhibition’s co-curator Serhan Ada, who has studied Etel Adnan through her writings as much as her paintings and who has translated The Arab Apocalypse, one of Adnan’s most treasured works, and three valuable prose texts into Turkish for an upcoming compilation book.

The Zoom talk will be in English with simultaneous Turkish translation. Reservation is required.

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