Design with Recyclables

Pera Kids
Ages 4-6

  • January 26, 2021 / 11:00
  • January 30, 2021 / 11:00
  • February 4, 2021 / 11:00
  • February 6, 2021 / 11:00
  • February 11, 2021 / 11:00
  • February 13, 2021 / 11:00

In this workshop, inspired by Kıymet Daştan’s work in the exhibition Crystal Clear, “I Am Afraid To (Not) Forget” derives from an experimentation with melting discs —archival devices that now are becoming obsolete— creating crystalline disfigurements, we create art with recyclables. The geometric shapes in the materials we select will serve to guide our new design. We view each recyclable as a puzzle piece, create our design through trial and error, and use our imagination as we learn about upcycling and improve our motor skills.

Related Exhibition: Crystal Clear

Materials
Various Recyclables (plastic water bottles, juice/milk boxes, shampoo or cream containers, toilet paper or paper towel rolls, buttons, broken toy pieces, straws, etc.)
Liquid glue
Tape
Scissors
Brush
Various paints (Acrylic paints, finger paints, watercolors, markers, crayons, etc.)

Workshop led by: Ceyda Yakacık
Age Group: 4-6
Capacity: 10 participants
Duration: 40 minutes 

Fee per Workshop: 80 TL

We kindly request that children between the ages of 4 and 6 be accompanied by an adult.
The materials to be used in the workshop will be provided by participants themselves.

A participation certificate will be emailed to all participants.

The event will be held using the Zoom Meeting application, the workshop on the exhibition will be held following an online tour of the exhibition with a guide. 

50% discount on Pera Kids workshops for PERAcard family!
For more information: ogrenme@peramuzesi.org.tr

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