Sleeping quarters, 2024, solo show, Frappant Gallery

Photo: Maik Graif

Part of the performance text:

"...My valuables in my home were incredibly realistic flowers which my great grandmother from country side, whom I had never met, made from textile and cornstarch. They did not have a certain purpose, so for me they were pieces of art. They lied in a grey unattractive box, which I took with me to the balcony. Between Panel houses was a space with grass and metal constructions to dry your laundries, which created a labyrinth of fabrics one could walk in. In-between this landscape there were swans made from old tyres and flowerbeds which were made from the same material.  
When one would keep going at some point the massive of panel houses would end with a bigger street or with an open stadium, this big and flat space was perfectly designed to watch the starts in the night. My analogue knowledge of cosmos was based on watching solar eclipse through a piece of a broken dark glass bottle: I remember my mum telling me shortly about stars, galaxies, sun, the Earth and then giving me carefully a piece of a dark glass and mentioning that something like this I might see only once in my life. I was 4 at that time and couldn’t so much understand it all but there were many people standing also outside the house and seriously waiting for something. I had a feeling of being included in the group where we all were doing a common but, in a way, senseless task: we were standing there and watching a solar eclipse through different found glass objects. Now when I think back to that moment, I wonder it had so much meaning to use someone’s garbage to watch the sky.
Sometimes when I wake up in Hamburg, I ask myself, was the life before just a dream?.."