Art from Nature: Tempera Paint Workshop
DIY Workshop Kit

Pera Kids
Ages 7-12

Do you know that artists used to manufacture their own paint in the past? Would you like to produce your own paint, and then paint on handmade paper just like them?

In this workshop, we prepare tempera paints from powder pigments used in historical miniatures, as well as eggs. Then using these tempera paints, we draw shapes and patterns on handmade paper produced by recycling. Through this activity, we discover the joy of producing paint from natural materials, and letting our imagination free in our paintings. 

Important Information:
The required materials and the video on stages of production will be delivered by cargo.

Everyone purchasing this workshop will be entitled to participate in the guided online exhibition tour on 26 November 2020 and 24 December 2020 at 17:00. The online guided tours will be in Turkish. 

After purchasing your ticket, you need to send your full name, phone, delivery address, e-mail account as well as your reference number to ogrenme@peramuzesi.org.tr by e-mail so that we can deliver you the DIY Workshop Kit. 

Cargo: Ticket price includes delivery fee. The cargo will be sent by Pera Museum. Average delivery time is 3 work days for Istanbul and 5 work days for other cities. Pera Museum is not responsible for delays resulting from the delivery company. Return or change is not available.

Instructor: Gonca Göde
Related Exhibition: Miniature 2.0, Miniature in Contemporary Art

Fee: 100 TL
For further information: ogrenme@peramuzesi.org.tr

50% discount on Pera Kids workshops with PERAcard family!

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