Gender Identity (1985 – 1990)

  • December 20, 2015 / 14:00
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  • January 16, 2016 / 14:00

Peter Gabriel, Sledgehammer, 1985 / Steve R.Johnson
Dire Straits, Money for Nothing, 1985 / Steve Barron
Simple Minds, All the Things She Said, 1985 / Rybzinsky
Kate Bush, Running Up that Hills, 1985 / David Garfath
The Smiths, The Queen is Dead, 1986 / Derek Jarman
Crowded House, Don’t Dream it’s Over, 1986 / Alex Proyas
Michael Jackson, Bad, 1987 / Martin Scorsesse
Madonna, Like a Prayer.1988 / Mary Lambert
The Cure, Lullaby, 1989 / Tim Pope
Chris Isaak, Wicked Game, 1989 / Herb Ritts
Madonna, Justify My Love, 1990. / J. B Mondino
Madonna, Vogue, 1990 / David Fincher
Depeche Mode, Enjoy the Silence, 1990 / Anton Corbijn
Sonic Youth, Kool thing, 1990 / Tamra Davis
Sinead O’Connor, Nothing Compares 2 U, 1990 / John Maybury

Duration: 1 hour 13 minutes

The Artists’ Music Video (1966 – 2012)

The Artists’ Music Video (1966 – 2012)

The Music Video before MTV (1966 – 1980)

The Music Video before MTV (1966 – 1980)

MTV and the Golden Age of Music Videos (1981 – 1984)

MTV and the Golden Age of Music Videos (1981 – 1984)

Gender Identity (1985 – 1990)

Gender Identity (1985 – 1990)

The Director’s Music Video (1991 – 1998)

The Director’s Music Video (1991 – 1998)

Recent Music Videos (2000 – 2012)

Recent Music Videos (2000 – 2012)

The Battle of Varna

The Battle of Varna

Over the years of 1864 through 1876, Stanisław Chlebowski served Sultan Abdülaziz in Istanbul as his court painter. As it was, Abdülaziz disposed of considerable artistic talents of his own, and he actively involved himself in Chlebowski’s creative process, suggesting ideas for compositions –such as ballistic pieces praising the victories of Turkish arms. 

#VideoPopPera A Special Exhibition Tour

#VideoPopPera A Special Exhibition Tour

Pera Museum’s Instagram account was taken over by “This is Not A Love Song” exhibition’s project managers Fatma Çolakoğlu and Ulya Soley! 

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.