Pulse reveals nature not as an image, but as motion itself a quiet force of change and rhythm beneath stillness. This landscape may appear serene, yet it hums with an invisible current, a heartbeat of the earth itself.
The wind’s trace, the sky’s subtle tremor the tension within the soil each element plays its part in a delicate choreography. What we call silence is merely the surface. Beneath it, something always moves, breathes, becomes.
Pulse is not a depiction of a place. It is a meditation on imperceptible motion. In Çınarsu Kurt’s vision, the landscape transforms into a living entity ever-shifting, whispering, and never truly still.