I formed a cocoon from memories, a refuge from cold nights, as I find myself unsettled, distant from the lands I’ve grown up and formed my understanding of the world in. I hum songs to myself when doubt leaves me in shadow, to bring comfort to my heart which yearns for home. ‘Inleyen Nağmeler’ can be translated to English as ‘howling melodies’. When I go back to the motherland, I am still displaced; what I remember, what I know and feel, is of the past; a past that is remembered through the fog of time and layers of emotion, meaning made with time, distance and longing. Memories of home envelope me in warmth for a moment, shield me from the harsh wind and cold of where I am now. They are neither fact nor fiction, something of me and something of others, stick to each other with honey as golden and warm as feeling of the moments once lived, with each remembrance it is more faded than before. My on going project 'Inleyen Nağmeler' is an exploration of thoughts and questions on displacement and belonging. Started as a reflection of my experiences as an immigrant, over time, the work formed into a visual journey of meditations on what home ‘was’, what it ’has become’ and everything in between, evoked through both the recurring memories of childhood and the body of my lover.