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Juno and the Art of Imperfection
Summer at Last It’s finally June. Time for outings, for hikes, for a cup of coffee on the main avenue in Bad Pyrmont—and for all those conversations with the lovely people you rarely saw during the winter. The days are growing longer, the meadows are lush, and the light streams so generously through the windows…
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Tell me where the bugs are
About flying diamonds, chocolate wrappers, and a spoon coat of arms from Ulm June has the floor. Outside, the air is buzzing and humming again—in the hedges, the meadows, and through the warm air—that delicate, humming orchestra of tiny creatures that delights me anew every summer. I know not everyone shares my enthusiasm. But anyone…
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May – Black as a magic pot
or – the wisdom of the shriveled rosehip Spring at last. Finally this delicate green that suddenly appears everywhere, as if the world had decided to reinvent itself overnight. As soon as the sun shines reliably through the windows for a few days, you start to believe in new beginnings, in growth, in warmth –…
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The digitalization of nature?
Who is actually adapting to whom here? About a jay and a discarded telephone card Some artists keep quiet about their work. I’m not so keen. I’m obsessed with detail – and this work from my series of feather signs provides enough of it to go into every crumb in lyrical depth. I have a…
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Light as a feather and mysterious
A series about bird feathers and their stories Many of my works show bird-like creatures – creatures that do not exist in reality and yet demand their place somewhere between memory, observation and fantasy. And yet the thought always creeps up on me that I am still a long way from the actual diversity of…
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March – The art of looking
March – The art of looking Between black and white When I work artistically, I quickly realize how many perspectives open up at the same time. There is not one truth, but many possible approaches. Depending on how I look and what I allow to happen, the picture shifts. Some things become clearer, others recede,…
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New series – new love
Fresh from the studio – collages, found objects and their stories A new series is being created: “New Love ” – born out of the gray slushy weather of the last few weeks. Between rain, slush and a few bright moments, creativity has simply broken free.The essence of this series lies in new beginnings and…
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Meltingly beautiful
About herons, mud and the art of looking Over the past few days, we have once again indulged in winter to the full. Walks through stormy snowdrifts, the crunch of footsteps and then this silence – soft and muffled, as if you had absorbent cotton in your ears – the full program, here you go.…
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January – silent glow
Happy New Year! And now? Silent glow: the snowman and me. We do our best January doesn’t have a good reputation – too little light, too much stagnation. It’s like the big yawn after the party.The music is off. The glasses have been washed. Somewhere between tiredness and anticipation, I ask myself:And now? Yet every…
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THE Christmas story
My art is still about the small finds, the subtle wonders along the way. Today I would like to share a fascinating story with you that has particularly touched me in recent weeks – a true winter story about light, darkness and rebirth – and for me the spark for a new, small series that…
