Rational world, technology, humanity, nature, dreams, myths and spirits are watching each other on distorting mirrors. Humans are now destructive. Yet each is a bit of a shaman in a way. They would like to return to the world of roots and look for ways to communicate with that world.

Whose power is it which controls my hands and my eyes? Who commands my hands to carve? Who is it that sees with my own eyes and sings with my own voice? The voice whispering in my brain?... mehmet aksoy, 1 november 2004