In a remote village in the mountains of his country the artist goes on long walks in the afternoon. These walks are the beginning of everything – journeys full of serenity and new discoveries of the nature, the rich shapes and colors of the plants, the scenery filled with bright, pure light and the feeling of being immersed in magical and cosmic movement. Dissolving in the everlasting silence of graceful remoteness, the tracks and abandoned paths of this archaic countryside reflect joy as well as pain, yearning as well as feeling at home. The light of the setting sun makes the stones cast shadows. This constantly alternating play of light and dark never fails to fascinate Mahmut Celayir. When the last golden rays of the sun fade away from the mountain peaks he returns home, his mind filled with new pictures. It is like the end of a cleansing ritual.