(Sur)real Colors

In early cinema the colors were applied on to the already developed black&white film strip. The colors are meant to embellish the image or to add drama (for ex. the image turns red when there is a fire). However there is another dimension to the early color techniques; the colors are present as a chemical layer on the film surface. When they decay over time, new unexpected versions might arise.

Accompanied with the performance of silent movie musician Stephen Horne and presentation by Mariann Lewinsky, following films from Eye Filmmuseum’s collection will be screening:

Danse Serpentine
La Caduta Di Troia
Mein Name Ist Spiesecke

(Sur)real Colors

(Sur)real Colors

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Nathan the Wise

Nathan the Wise

Different from the Others

Different from the Others

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

One Week

One Week

Hundred Year Old Films for Pera Museum's 10th Year Fantasia of Color

Hundred Year Old Films for Pera Museum's 10th Year Fantasia of Color

The Vanity of Small Differences

The Vanity of Small Differences

The Vanity of Small Differences is a series of six large scale tapestries, completed in 2012, which explore British fascination with taste and class, and can be seen in the Grayson Perry: Small Differences exhibition. 

Souvenirs of the Future

Souvenirs of the Future

You try to remember the future. A bird painted on the ceramic panel in a historical palace has found its place on the wall. The tiles of a church and a mosque have been painted on canvas. The pattern of a centuries-old ceramic plate appears before you on a velvet curtain.

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry
Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.