Prolog of an elegy – Installation view at the Erlacherhof in Bern
In the municipal council hall of the Erlacherhof in Bern my works play with decay, with the beauty of the vanishing and decomposition, but also with the sadness of unachieved goals - in the spirit of Schiller's interpretation of an elegy: mourning the seemingly insurmountable distance between ideal and reality. But not all is lost: the nude is about to rise and the emulsion of the male gaze slowly dissolves - after being submerged in water for over a week - and produces a new reading of the original portrait. The male gaze in the photographic portrait comes apart and almost disappears in a veritable blaze of color and form. The wild roses of For better for worse are wilting.