Burası oturduğum apartmanın arka bahçesi. Karantinada önce yerler yaprak, çöp ve birçok atık malzemeyle doluydu. Her birimiz meşgul olduğumuz için istesek de bir türlü bahçemizle ilgilenememiştik. Karantina gelince ben ve annemin bahçeye inmemizle ve temizlemeye başlamamızla birlikte apartmanda yaşayan tüm komşular tek tek inmeye ve bizimle birlikte temizlemeye başladı. Günün sonunda verdiğimiz emeğin karşılığını görünce hepimiz o yorgunluğa rağmen evlere dağılmayıp neşeyle sohbete koyulduk. Komşuluğun tabuları yıkıp yeniden canlanmasına şahit olmuştum. Eh ne demişler: “Birlikten kuvvet doğar.”

Empty school roads tells a lot

A fist bump can be a symbol of giving respect or approval, as well as companionship between two people coexisting.

How will we coexist and find love in the future? Playfully imagining a future where all of our interactions now occur through a protective screen (or bubble), even in the physical world.

has kokusu hafızaya kazınan denizli kaleiçi bakırcılar çarşısı.tüm çarşıyı kaplayan müzik sesi merakı getirdi bizi buraya.tüm esnafın aynı müzikle ritm tutuyormuşcasına gelen çekiç sesleri.cepleri boştu belki birliktelikleri her şeye değerdi.çoğu çıraklıktan ustalığa burada yaşlanmışlardı.kalmadı dedi koca çınar gibi usta, bizden sonrası yok.kime bir soru sorsak tüm samimiyetiyle cevaplıyordu. yüzlerde ki kırışıklıklar yaş halkası misali geçmişin yorgunluğu.kim bilir kaç defa cevaplamışlardır sorduğumuz soruları.cevabını bilemediklerinde birbirlerine yönlendiriyorlardı.biz birlikteliği en iyi esnaftan öğrenecektik galiba.kedileri besleyen kasaptı bize sahiplenişi, birlikteliği öğretecek.

Empathy over EGO emphasises the importance of listening to and understanding each other if we are all to move forwards together.

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This poster investigates a phrase in the Christian bible where Jesus sends his followers to spread a message of radical love into new contexts. Expecting adversity, he urged: “be wise as serpents and harmless as doves.”

Sadly, Christianity’s spread was not harmless. It was co-opted by empires seeking to colonize the globe using violence and genocide.

A bitter irony to this history, Jesus himself was born into a family crossing borders, fleeing state violence toward an ethnic minority.

Today’s migrants flee impacts of conflict and climate change, yet are met by resurgently xenophobic governments.

Jesus’ paradox resonates now: we must counteract injustice both shrewdly and peacefully.

In Deutschland lebten laut Statistischem Bundesamt im Jahr 2018 rund 300.000 Menschen, welche aufgrund von Schwerhörigkeit oder Taubheit dauerhaft geschädigt sind. Treten Gehörlose mit Hörenden in Kontakt müssen Gehörlose das Gesagte häufig vom Mund ablesen. Dabei sind etwa nur 30 % des Gesprächsinhaltes über das Mundbild erfassbar. Besonders eklatant werden die Schwierigkeiten bei der Inanspruchnahme von medizinischen Leistungen. Missverständnisse, Informationsdefizite und nicht zuletzt eine Verunsicherung der gehörlosen Patienten sind die Folge. HELPING HANDS ist ein Medienkonzept, das nonverbale Kommunikation ermöglicht und einfache Gebärden sowie das Fingeralphabet zeigt.

In these graphic stuff I use a classic claim from the navy seals but with another intention. I want to suggest the power of ourserlves in the confinement, in our little places, and how I think something will become different than the recent past.

There are many politically correct and civilized synonyms for “to survive”. “To coexist” is one of the newest ones, a zeitgeist.
When does survival end and coexistence start? What is in between?
Does it really matter how we call it?
Can the choice of wording influence our behavior and change our genetic memory?
Do we really stop trying to survive if we replace the word with a more human-friendly term?
Is that socially approved hypocrisy or real concern for others?
Let’s be honest and ask ourselves: what are we really doing every day in this crisis – surviving or coexisting?
We created this subjective historical timeline describing how co-existance could be called in different periods of time

I took this picture whilst traveling around Auckland, New Zealand during my semester abroad in college (summer 2018) with my 55mm film camera. When I first got my rolls of film developed, I was immediately drawn to this picture. I think this may have been the first time I saw a rollercoaster in the middle of the wilderness. It looked so innocent and clean. It was weird to think that, as, to me: rollercoasters usually went hand in hand with negative connotations (overcrowded spaces, vomit, obesity, germs), but for the first time in my life, I saw humanity holding nature’s hand. .

An age old Japanese proverb roughly translating as “large similarities, small differences”.

We live in a time where people are still discriminated against for the colour of their skin, their culture, or even their religion. Now more than ever at a time of uncertainty, we must remember that we are similar in more ways than we may first realise, and that these differences are something which should be celebrated.

In times of crisis the cards are reshuffled. And some long-waited changes are accelerated. Which they will be has not yet been decided …

As a Christian designer, the ultimate version of looking beyond COVID-19 to a place where we exist together in peace is longing for heaven where all will be made well. This passage in the Bible describes heaven as being where lions and lambs will lie down next to each other. There will be co-existence in the greatest sense, and peace beyond measure!

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To overcome this calamity and this dark moment, we must all coexist and cooperate together in order to fight the monster.
The typefaces (Godiva, Macchia and Lil Thug) used was designed by me.

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To live together, to exist together, to be together, to play together… Our thesis of the “common” seems to be difficult to enforce in a world of competitive turbo-economization including power-obsessed screamers who like to push themselves into the first row with simple pseudo solutions. Altruism in this environment finds at best the pitiful applause. But even in times of rampant fear of aerogenic transmission, despite P3R masks, it remains the same air we breathe. Our existence only seems meaningful when we play in an ensemble and others can experience what we feel – only then do we belong to the humanoid knowledge base and become part of the collective ornament as an ego.

Since the isolations and quarantines, people lack the most ist the human touch. Now that face masks are more and more commandments smiles will not be seen inside stores and roads, too.

This virus ist showing us what we always took for granted to easy. Smiles and touches.

So my idea is that everybody paints a smile on his facemask!

Bring back the smile!