From the window of my new workshop, I can see the yard of what used to be the Stasi prison. My workshop itself is located in the administrative offices of the ex-GDR. Everything is clean, newly white painted. The heating system is almost functioning. A generous window across the 35.2 m. width offers me a wide-open view to the sky of Lichtenberg in Berlin. The low rent made me decide to occupy it for a few months. I do not feel overwhelmed by the ongoing strain of the place. My approach to work is not impeded by the environment. My application stays the same. Still my ascetism based on amazement is doomed to be influenced by the memories of the place. I arise form the stirring waves in order to change space: that of great questions – the sudden cessation of life, without a possible return, the mood of despair. Swathes of plain colors – pink even – do not bear any more reflections from the abyss. This is the opaque world of our existence: a brutal reality. My work is changing. I devote my time to structuring. Colors do not exist any moreI am going through some constraint but with the same guideline. The discovery is all the more exciting. I cut off the artist's head – another relief and another lesson.
Reproduction sur papier 280 gm
60 x 40 cm without frame To get the painting, contact me on the mail box