nicht, ich:
Burnt and unfired heads stand on narrow strips of

narrow strips of aluminum foil, distributed

in the room – without eye contact, without

recognizable order. The figures seem

as if they were both present and distant at the same time.

distant at the same time.

Between material tension and silent

isolation, a state of displacement

of displacement: identity becomes fragile, the world

loses its reliability. The unfired

clay remains malleable, open to change, the fired

fired clay is irreversible – the process itself

itself becomes part of the statement. The work

opens up a space in which closeness seems impossible

and one’s own self becomes an open

becomes an open question.