figures, all acrylic on shaped canvas, different sizes 2020 (ongoing)
(…) Weight and size the person guesses. They can neither shoot it, help themselves to its dead body, in order then to measure, weigh, document it, to examine its stomach contents, to dissect its plumage and label the individual parts, to sever its head, remove all fat and muscle, to let it dry and hang it on a wire frame, discussing the piece with colleagues at the society, afterwards leaving it in a drawer; nor could they catch, ring and fit it with a transmitter, and thus by observing on a monitor, track the motions of its migratory circuit from pole to pole, port to port, Shanghai, Rostock, Amsterdam and all the way back to the ice.
The tree in which the bird is sitting is one colour. Trunk, branch, leaf: almost like an ink drawing. From the branch on which the bird is sitting sprout off smaller branches, which themselves branch off into twigs. The tree holds many branches and even more leaves. With the telescope, the person now scans the tree from its roots over the trunk up to its canopy. The person sketches the contours in their notebook. As precise as possible not by hand. Sectioning, labelling, numbering.
The bird in the tree looks back. (…)
from the artist text Person observing a bird in a tree
Views from the exhibition Habitat at Ideal in Leipzig
all framed works from the series Birds and the wall paintings from the series Trees, Brenches, Leaves (after Magritte)
cris d’oiseaux, horizon at Stadium, Berlin (July 2018)
From the work complex a for apple: the series letters for a post-factual alphabet (65 x 48 cm, UV LED print on archival cardboard, framed, 2017) and the audiopiece letter for a (15 min,2018)
The sounds reach into the outer cave,
echoing from the walls and forming into words:
We, You, I, Community, No, Yes, Perhaps, Arm, Leg, tomato, tomato.
A consensus on the course of action is reached,
at least with pain as interpretant.
A break in the endless chain of signifying signs
in practical communication.
And that goes for: foxes, trolls, elves, babies and officials.
For all bodyhavers,
when, after a quickly executed motion,
one foot stops abruptly,
at jeans and periosteum.
A basis for an understanding within varying
and alteritous character strings,
in the indisputability of our bodies in this split world.
Is the smallest common denominator
the kick in the shins?
(excerpt from letter for a)
I for Index at C.C.C. Projects, Copenhagen (August 2018)
From the work complex a for apple: including wallpaintings from the series letters for a post-factual alphabet (various dimensions, 2017) and photographs from the series I for Index (16 x 24 cm, inkjet print on semigloss paper, 2018) an excerpt of letter for a was shown