Fragil
I am fascinated by the rhythms and developments given by nature, I am fascinated by the clearly given regularity in which each seed, each nucleus, each flower functions, how each leaf of a flower knows when it opens where and how, how each seed waits and holds out for the moment that is most optimal for it. It carries the genetic guidelines within itself.
I try to create works that remind us of what we perceive in nature. Formally, I draw from the techniques of linocut, painting and graphics and sculpture. Everything that is created leans on these considerations in terms of content.
Magic boxes in a slipcase
About the beauty.
The works deal with beauty and diversity that surround us and that are in danger of perishing due to human intervention.
The depicted objects do not exist in nature, but are freely invented and created based on nature.
I have chosen the panel painting for my new works because its simplicity also expresses clarity. There is no need for a complex interior design, no set pieces that line up to form an installation, no highly complex, explanatory text, and yet it can be diverse and dense, mysterious and full of symbolic power, political and contemporary. For this seemingly old-fashioned medium, I take borrowings from the Baroque period, in which man had oriented his life very intensely towards this world, thus granting a large space in an obvious abundance, an awakening wealth and the newly invented luxury of waste, which continues unstoppably to the present day and with it the loss, the farewell, the downfall, in a dimension that we can no longer influence.
I try to show a melancholy in the faces of my protagonists, in the rooms and scenarios, in which the legacy of this time is already reflected, and I continue to tell and change the stories that have their origin there. I dare one more step into a possible future in which people disappear, everything is at the mercy of decay and the world retreats into darkness again. To eventually, perhaps, return. Without us.
Poster and brochure for the Tangofestival Innsbruck 2019
“la locura” / House of Music
acrylic on canvas: 140 x 120 cm resp. 160 x 100 cm
"Transformation" Art in the cathedral
Installation during Fasting time at the Cathedral to St. Jakob, Innsbruck
The Installation floats between the profane outside and the sacral room ofthe Cathedral of Innsbruck. It tries to answer the question, in what state of being we are located. Are we currently on the inside or are we on the outside. (Exhibited during Fasting time at the Cathedral to St. Jakob, Innsbruck)
read more . . .For many years now, I have been dealing with the subject of closeness and distance, the change between inside and outside, with skin that is fragile, that allows proximity and restricts it, the envelope that does not always protect against the outside She, who renews herself again and again, remains as a living thing when changing from here to there. Thus, the paper dresses in this installation stand as a symbol for the lived, the demolished: drawn, imperfect and fragile. The curtains, in their equally fragile permeability, present a different picture of coming and going, of commuting between the inside and the outside, they as the limit or inhibition threshold. Anyway.
Verluste - Losses
Exhibition with objects, sculptures and paintings
In my work "losses" I'm building a space where I try to get closer to different work a sense, an image in me a statement. Thus an installation can only be a proposal and an offer. I tried with my work to find a visual language that is similar to losing, to loss.
read more . . .I focus in this work on the butterfly. Butterflies fascinated people. The Greeks saw him as the symbol and the embodiment of a soul. Thus, the butterfly was also a symbol of immortality and the transformation of the soul. Today it is more abused for different kitschy decorative variations. So he loses his true identity and meaning and has nothing to do with the animal, which is now threatened with extinction or millions killed in his still pupated existence for silk production. So it is in my work placeholder for any other animal.
In my installation predominate the colors black, red and white. I took the butterfly the color and incorporated him in clothes of silk paper and concrete and sewn into weavings of wool. They seem to try to escape. But maybe they dig also like tattoos in us. Or even like broken glass in our flesh. Concrete shards were once faces. One can imagine it. A single image is colorful, kitschy and romantic when the butterflies flutter in a forest, vernal tender. It turns out upon closer inspection as a dummy.
