About Omer — The Artist
About the Artist.
Omer Haciomeroglu is a designer and founder coach with a wandering line of a life. Born in Turkey, raised in Istanbul, the ancient city that sits as a bridge between East and West. His design education unfolded across three countries: a Bachelor of Science started in Long Beach and finished in Istanbul, then a Master of Fine Arts at Högskolan i Halmstad in Sweden. Eleven years of co-founding and building Qwake Technologies, a deep-tech company serving first responders in life-threatening conditions, gave him the engineer's hand alongside the artist's eye.
What is being shown publicly now is the surface of a practice that has run privately for decades. Underneath everything runs the art, the quiet engine of his life all along. A deep, restless curiosity sits at the center, carrying him through design, engineering, coaching founders, and a long spiritual journey through plant medicine, Taoist and Tantric work, shadow work, and leadership training.
Something in his way of seeing connects what most people hold apart: the technical and the spiritual, the abstract and the linear, the material and the divine. The work moves across many media and several distinct bodies, some pieces standing as presences in a room, others becoming signs like a written language slowly being remembered.
Two paths run through his life, intertwined: the creative path of the maker, the dreamer, the imagineer, and the coaching path of the founder coach, the mentor, the one who walks beside others. Both grow from a curiosity about being human.
He currently lives and creates in Austin, Texas.
Walking Home
I believe we all came into this life with a divine purpose deeply coded into the authentic self, into what Carl Jung called the divine child. We arrive fully equipped, ready, and powerfully full of love.
I have been one of those who never lost the connection. What I did was subtler and maybe worse. I deprioritized it, becoming what my fears dictated and what I believed life was demanding of me.
Later I discovered that our fears are the biggest teachers in our lives, and a gift. The real journey is coming back home.
Life, in its endless probability, brings what it will. Trauma, hardship, gain, loss, wins, failures, all of it shaping who we become. The real work is going into the deepest shadows and befriending them, turning them into the allies they have always been. In the process, we find each other. As the famous teacher Ram Dass put it beautifully, "we are all just walking each other back home."
Across the four decades I have spent within this vessel, I have kept turning toward inner work in its many forms: shadow work through ceremonial plant medicine, applied ontological leadership training, men's work, stoicism, and a wide span of psycho-spiritual mystic studies. Through these powerful frameworks, I grew curious about my fears, the ones that secretly govern my life from the shadows.
Growing up in Anatolia, in Istanbul, on the bridge between Western and Eastern cultures, gave me an unusual soil to sprout from. I trained in traditional fine arts and advanced product design in tech, with a psycho-spiritual firmware running underneath. The combination taught me to connect the dots between the material and the spiritual, to cross-pollinate functional ideas and dreams. I shape clay with my hands, draw and paint, but I also code and work in CAD, all of it materialized by a creator's mindset.
The work on this site carries echoes of many traditions and craft lineages. It is all of them and none of them at once. It just is, and it is my offering to you.
Enjoy.
Peek into the lab
Building is a language I have spoken for as long as I can remember. Before I called myself an artist, I was a maker — someone who needed to put hands to material and see what emerged. Eleven years running a deep-tech company taught me precision and patience; decades of private practice taught me surrender. The two sit together now. I code and model in CAD, then I knead clay until the form tells me to stop. I solder bronze, then step back and wait for the piece to reveal what it wants to be.
Every work begins as a conversation between intention and accident. The hand knows things the mind has not yet named. I build, destroy, rebuild. What survives that process carries something true. These fragments below are glimpses of that rhythm — the quiet hours, the sudden turns, the moment something inert becomes alive.
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