London, “Do Not Touch” — and Everything I Want to Change

Last week, I slipped away for a few days to London—one of those cities that never asks for your attention, yet somehow holds it completely.

I spent my time wandering through exhibitions at the Design Museum, letting myself be absorbed by the layers of ideas, objects, textures, and stories. London’s cultural life is overwhelming in the most beautiful way—there is always more to see, more to feel, more to understand.

And yet, something stayed with me more than anything else.

Everywhere I went, I was met with the same quiet command:

Please do not touch.Do not touch.

A necessary rule, of course. I understand it. The fragility of works, the history they carry, the care they require. Many pieces were never created to be held, to be pressed into, to be felt by human hands.

But still… something inside me resisted.

Standing there, looking—but not touching—I became deeply aware of the distance between art and body.

As an artist, I don’t just create for the eye.

I create for the hands.

For the instinct to reach out.

For the need to feel.

Texture, weight, surface, resistance—these are not details. They are language. They are emotion made physical.

I want people to experience the tactile surface of what I create.

To feel the movement, the pressure, the rawness.

To connect not only visually, but sensorially—through touch, through presence, through immersion.

Because art, to me, is not passive.

It is something you enter.

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A Promise

This trip didn’t just inspire me—it clarified something I’ve been carrying for a long time.

I want to create a space where there are no barriers between the viewer and the work.

Where curiosity is not restricted.

Where connection is not limited to observation.

A space where you are allowed—no, invited—to touch.

To explore.

To feel.

To experience.

To be inside the work, not outside it.

I understand tradition. I respect it.

But I also believe in evolution.

And so this is my promise—to everyone who follows my journey now, and to those who will find it later:

One day, I will open a space where you will never see the words

“please do not touch.”

Only an invitation.