St. Peter Ording

This short comic-story was published in Pure Fruit magazine #23. It praises the northern German federal state Schleswig-Holstein und says that you can do whatever you want in that region – unless everything that’s not legal.

Pure Fruit #15 Cover

This is the cover of the free German comic-magazine »Pure Fruit«, issue #15. The magazine contains comic-strips that lasted for only one episode. All artists who contributed a comic-strip invented their stip and characters and buried all of it after drawing one episode.

Pure Fruit #18: Hell int Finster

Cover for the free German comic-magazin »Pure Fruit«, issue #18 with the title »Hell int Finster« (»A Light in the Dark«). The magazine pays tribute to the northern German poet Klaus Groth. Various artists illustrated his poems which are all in low-german. 10.000 copies were given away for free to celebrate his 200th birthday.

Let’s talk about diversity

Equal rights, anti-discrimination and diversity are process-related issues that need to be discussed continuously. Not only but especially a common exchange and discussion about the main idea of the lecture series »Let’s talk about diversity« is essential at institutions to sensitize for diversity and to address individual thoughts and fears. The posters encourage to look behind the curtains of uncertainty and ignorance in order to see the colorful rainbow that represents peace, acceptance, tolerance and diversity.

Like A House On Fire

As a synesthete, I experience multiple senses simultaneously, i. e. I see digits and letters as certain colors. In a current project titled „Like A House On Fire“ I transfer information from an autobiographic text into abstract geometric drawings through repeated translation. For example, protagonists are identified by their initials, initials are equated with numbers, numbers are split into digits, digits are associated with colors, et cetera. The result are diagrammatic metaphors, which are at once rational and enigmatic, and which shed a new light on past and present experience.

Partially Aware

Between the constant lockdowns due to Corona, categories of in– and outside, private and public the mind keeps jumping between different states of awareness. Locking oneself in certain circumstances while opening to others. More than before structure is what keeps the mind going at ease.

We Miss Touch

The human touch is an essential need for every person. Through touch we communicate our feelings and share love and compassion. Due to the hygiene measures of the pandemic we suffer from a lack of physical interaction. The colourful design embodies for me the joy when we hopefully soon hug each other again.

Spots

Spots is a series of 8 riso-prints and a book. Artworks are made by a computer algorithm that was ‘melting’ spots of color transforming them into digital painting. Then all the paintings were separated into three bright colors each and printed on a risograph machine

‘Freak Went Flyers’

Upon some of my first times in Berlin, I noticed many bright, alluring, new promotions for parties and events. So many promoted in the same way; on the streets.

After the experience, most friends, myself and others are left feeling wonderfully trashed, broken down and dirty.

When we reflect on those times, only some layers of memory show us what we experienced. Some color; some bright light; some mood, all lumped into one big tattered memory.

‘Untitled’ 2020

A still from a video project with a synopsis that is meant to show a day in the life of an elder Berliner, who reflects on his (early and present) life when faced with the high probability of contracting a government announced dangerous communicable pathogen. Concern, angst, fear and worry cross his mind during the world wide shutdown in Berlin.

‘Freak Went Flyers’

Upon some of my first times in Berlin, I noticed many bright, alluring, new promotions for parties and events. So many promoted in the same way; on the streets.

After the experience, most friends, myself and others are left feeling wonderfully trashed, broken down and dirty.

When we reflect on those times, only some layers of memory show us what we experienced. Some color; some bright light; some mood, all lumped into one big tattered memory.