Workshop for Teachers | Hidden Stories in Broken Pieces: Kintsugi

Teachers

  • November 15, 2023 / 15:00

Teachers visit the Souvenirs of the Future exhibition inspired by the Suna and İnan Kıraç Foundation's Kütahya Tiles and Ceramics Collection. Upon experiencing the exhibition, which establishes a connection between memory and future imaginings through contemporary artworks, teachers unleash their creativity, decorating and transforming broken ceramic and marble pieces. They learn about the Japanese philosophy of Kintsugi, which involves accepting, embracing, and interpreting imperfections with a new perspective, and explore ways to convey this philosophy to their students. 

Instructor: Ayça Öztürk, Ayşe Topsöğüt
Capacity: 8 people
Duration: 90 minutes
Fee per workshop: 50 TL

The event will take place at the Pera Museum (face-to-face).
For more information: ogrenme@peramuzesi.org.tr

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