Measure of Human

July 24 - August 24, 2020

Pera Film presents the online version of the Pera Museum’s Anatolian Weights and Measures Collection exhibition. In a time when our perceptions are altered and lead us to new practices that defy our standards, Measure of Human program explores the history and evolution of weights and measures – the first forms of universal standards. Suna and İnan Kıraç Foundation Anatolian Weights and Measures Collection exhibition is home to a variety of weights and measures used, evolved, measured and standardized in the Anatolia region over the course of around four millennia from 2000 BCE to today. The program’s documentary and videos shed light on the deep-rooted history of the practices of measuring and weighing. Measure of Human program is available online on the Pera Museum website until August 24.

Weights And Measures Issue Title Weight And Sea

Weights And Measures Issue Title Weight And Sea

Weights And Measures

Weights And Measures

Paperweights

Paperweights

Modern Scales

Modern Scales

Precision: The Measure of All Things

Precision: The Measure of All Things

Cloud Profiles: Weightless Measures

Cloud Profiles: Weightless Measures

For All the Time, for All the Sad Stones

For All the Time, for All the Sad Stones

The Conventions of Identity

The Conventions of Identity

The exhibition “Look At Me! Portraits and Other Fictions from the ”la Caixa” Contemporary Art Collection” examined portraiture, one of the oldest artistic genres, through a significant number of works of our times. Paintings, photographs, sculptures and videos shaped a labyrinth of gazes that invite spectators to reflect themselves in the social mirror of portraits.

Audience with the Mad King

Audience with the Mad King

Celebrating its 10th anniversary this year, Pera Museum invites artist Benoît Hamet to reinterpret key pieces from its collections, casting a humourous eye over ‘historical’ events, both imagined and factual.

Midnight Stories: The Soul <br> Aşkın Güngör

Midnight Stories: The Soul
Aşkın Güngör

The wind blows, rubbing against my legs made of layers of metal and wires, swaying the leaves of grass that have shot up from the cracks in the tarmac, and going off to the windows that look like the eyes of dead children in the wrecked buildings that seem to be everywhere as far as the eye can see.