"This is Not a Love Song"
Christian Marclay: A History of Rock and Ghosts
Javier Panera

Talk

November 25, 2015 / 19:00

This is Not a Love Song: Video Art and Pop Music Crossovers” exhibition traces the genealogy of the relations between video art and pop music. The works in the exhibition emphasize the moments from the 1960s to today, in which video art and pop music crossed roads.

Featuring 28 prominent artists including Nam June Paik, Andy Warhol, Yayoi Kusama, Vito Acconci and John Baldessari, the exhibition explores the fields of music and video art in five chapters.
The exhibition's curator Javier Panera, will talk about the exhibition in detail.
    
Free of admissions, drop in.
This event will take place in the auditorium.
Conference language is Spanish with Turkish simultaneous translation.

Temporary Exhibition

This is Not a Love Song

Pera Museum presented an exhibition titled This is Not a Love Song: Video Art and Pop Music Crossovers which traced the genealogy of the relations between video art and pop music.

This is Not a Love Song

Modernity Building the Modern / Reshaping the Modern

Modernity Building the Modern / Reshaping the Modern

A firm believer in the idea that a collection needs to be upheld at least by four generations and comparing this continuity to a relay race, Nahit Kabakcı began creating the Huma Kabakcı Collection from the 1980s onwards. Today, the collection can be considered one of the most important and outstanding examples among the rare, consciously created, and long-lasting ones of its kind in Turkey.

The Golden Horn

The Golden Horn

When regarding the paintings of Istanbul by western painters, Golden Horn has a distinctive place and value. This body of water that separates the Topkapı Palace and the Historical Peninsula, in which monumental edifices are located, from Galata, where westerners and foreign embassies dwell, is as though an interpenetrating boundary.

Midnight Stories: COGITO <br> Tevfik Uyar

Midnight Stories: COGITO
Tevfik Uyar

He had imagined the court room as a big place. It wasn’t. It was about the size of his living room, with an elevation at one end, with a dais on it. The judges and the attorneys sat there. Below it was an old wooden rail, worn out in some places. That was his place. There was another seat for his lawyer. At the back, about 20 or 30 chairs were stowed out for the non-existent crowd.