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In the beginning was a hole • Asked in 2006 to create a workshop of CAMERA OBSCURA in a forest, my goal was the play of two unusual formats. A nut can be a camera, but more practical is a tin box – thus the title Eat Cookies; create a darkened space, make a hole and you will see. To experience the phenomenon, we build a giant wooden box on wheels, that one could enter through a door – being inside a camera produces understanding! Since then my artistic work with the CAMERA OBSCURA has been dealing with accessible spaces to capture images: trailers, tents, houses.
Although exposing onto photographic emulsions, the process is rather related to painting practices of the renaissance and the baroque, when the CAMERA OBSCURA triggered a new era of unknown perfection in proportions. I capture solely negative imagery straight to the carrier materials. This can take several hours and produces a one of a kind, unique live-print. No copies, no post-production.
In times of the digital age this act turns into a philosophical statement: it reminds us of the fact, that the reality and the life consists of nothing but unique things, because not one being and not one event will repeat itself.
This notion connects to my stage projection work as well, where images are being developed at the instant of communicating with free-improvised music
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I enter the camera obscura and close the entrance – I straighten up, breathe in, go down on my knees and embrace the darkness – it's a humble position – the sudden cut of light makes me feel numb while I stare into the black, the blinking of eyes is reduced to a pure feeling – I hear my breath like a diver – I wait – the isolation turns into a process: the accustic world outside starts "playing" – on the wall is a white sheet with an image that connects to it – it's there, but I can't see; just darkness and me – I stop waiting – time slows down – all awareness centers like in a sand clock – from this trance something starts building up, a shift in perception – and then, though seen a hundred times, like magic ... the image appears – it moves towards me – I'm sitting in an eye – .

 
 
     
 

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