Enoch A

Enoch A | The Power Of Light

When did you first realize that art was your way of expressing emotions that are difficult to put into words?

I actually found my passion without even knowing. Art didn’t appear to me suddenly — it happened quietly, without my awareness. The real moment was when I was watching Blood Lovers (30 episodes). That series hurt me so deeply that something inside me dropped and opened. I became emotional in a way I had never felt before. That was the moment I realized art was the only way I could express what my heart couldn’t speak. That moment made me an artist.

Your works often explore pain, rebirth, and inner healing. Are these themes drawn from personal experiences?

Absolutely yes. 

My art is my life story. My rebirth is real. There are days I become completely demotivated — when I feel I can’t reach my idol, I can’t reach my inspiration, and I feel like I’m losing myself.

One day I heard a song — “Ölümüne” by Barış Baktas. That one song brought me back to life. Because of that, I drew Rebirth.

Every emotion in my work — pain, healing, rising — is personal, real, and lived.

Enoch A | Try To Achieve The Way Of Light

How do you decide which medium to use — graphite, charcoal, ink, or mixed media?

This answer is perfect already. 

It depends completely on the emotional weight of the artwork. 

Some emotions need softness (graphite). 

Some emotions need intensity (charcoal). 

Some need sharp truth (ink). 

The medium chooses itself depending on the story.

Symbolism is a strong element in your pieces. Which symbols appear most often and what do they mean?

Eyes – they represent the truth hidden under pain. 

Shadows – fear. 

Broken textures – emotional wounds that never heal but still try to rise, still try to reach their idol. 

Life-free patterns – returning, rebirthing, starting again.

These symbols are my emotional alphabet.

Enoch A | Silent Rebirth

Your artworks have a dramatic atmosphere with strong contrasts and minimal shading. How did you develop this visual language?

It came naturally — from my emotional life. Even when I see my idol, I get extremely emotional. 

My heart burns. It feels like thousands of arrows stuck into my chest.

For one to one-and-a-half months, I cried every single day. 

Every day. 

Night and morning. Because my idol did not see my tears.

That pain automatically shaped my dramatic style — the contrasts, the shadows, the intensity. My art is born from that fire.

Enoch A | Shelby Newspaper Art

What emotions or messages do you hope viewers feel when they look at your more introspective and darker works?

I want them to feel what I feel. 

I want my heart to reach their heart. 

If even one person feels my emotion, then I win. Even if my work gets only one view — that one view is a victory.

Who or what inspires you?

My greatest inspiration is Barış Baktas.

His storytelling, his emotions, his smile, his professional life, his personal love — he wins in both life and art. 

He made me stand stronger. 

I cry every day because I want to meet him next year. 

And I won’t stop until I reach that dream.

There was a time when a rumor about him spread. 

He didn’t care. 

He stood for himself. 

That moment changed me. 

It taught me to stand for myself even when no one cares about my story.

My feelings matter. 

My art matters. 

My voice matters.

My own song expresses this part of me:

When I get soo much of pain and breakdown i write this…

My Song – “The Real Me” (by Enoch A)

I’m just a shadow, drawing things in the dark, 

Every line I make is a beat from my heart, 

The words move fast, but I stay still, 

Holding on to places, I can’t reach, but I feel,

Shine on my screen, but I see, 

My soul and the rise I find, 

The pieces stay still, 

Cause I’m not broken, I’m just unseen,

Living in colors the world’s never seen,

Another version of me is crying to be free,

Oh, can you hear me?

Can you hear the real me?

Barán (Barış Baktas), Pedro, Messi,

They light up the sky,

And they chase their fire,

I don’t ask why,

My art is my voice,

The tears are my ink,

pain is the ocean,

I will never sink,

They say I drink too much,

The dreams are what I breathe,

I turn my scars into stars,

And my silence into belief,

I’m not broken, I’m just unseen,

Living in colors the world’s never seen,

Another version of me is crying to be free,

Someday you will see,

Someday you will see,

The real me.

Enoch A | Potrait Sketch Of Pedro