Out of my “Disappear”
On the one hand, a front can be this bad weather, that pushes heavy air masses into each other. Cold and hot vortices collide. Or it's this gray area, in which something has no validity, what applies outside; a newly created outside in ...
Out of my “Disappear” final part
An untold story begins there, where you are already critically injured. Before you have a name, a stamp goes deep under your skin. The attempt at immunization. Keeps seeping there. And henceforth, when someone calls you, later, be ...
Disappear_from the final part_Sickhouse beginning
I. time, to bite into a hard licorice. It is the thirty-first. The rain drips onto the roof of the empty pool like thousands of tiny needles. It is quiet and quiet in the house, but I hear noises. Rattata. A bit like gunfire ...
Youtube_Brightest Dark_my videos set to private_I need to rethink this
You have to think carefully about whether you can still reveal something. This is the question of survival for artists and poets. Public space and digital spaces reflect the ugliness and brutalisation of our social interaction. I have been in a dilemma fo ...