Spectacular Mediocrity

Merve Morkoç

Body as sculpture, voice as its echo.
Like a fence with porous boundaries, always shifting.
A detective of dubious attempts, chasing the heavy
and the barely graspable.

Process over permanence, movement over resolution.
An ongoing experiment where form is but a momentary pause punctuated by Notes app poetry.

Don’t be afraid to suffer—take your heaviness / and give it back to the earth’s own weight / the mountains are heavy, the oceans are heavy. ∆ Rainer Maria Rilke, from Sonnets to Orpheus ∆

One sad little candle, an ego-fueled match, and misplaced ambitions truly a recipe for spectacular mediocrity. 🌬🔥

Witness the drama of melting wax, convinced it’s a masterpiece in the making. Watch as the flame flickers with the reckless bravado of someone who thinks they’ve reinvented fire. Smoke rises, a theatrical exit, carrying the unmistakable scent of burnt pride and maybe a little bit of singed hair. And when the grand spectacle collapses into a puddle of lukewarm wax, leaving nothing but a faint trail of disappointment, the audience is left in silent contemplation was this a profound statement on impermanence, or just an overly dramatic way to waste a candle?

Video/Performance
2025