Observing ground plots of our living that is ground plots of our being – is what I am doing. This is exciting, indeed. I do it by the means of patterns we created (WIR Series), […]

Observing ground plots of our living that is ground plots of our being – is what I am doing. This is exciting, indeed. I do it by the means of patterns we created (WIR Series), […]
Manchmal frage ich mich wieviel Energie habe ich für etwas gegeben. Wieviel ist geflossen. Ich möchte es einfach nur wissen. Out there in the spotlight You’re a million miles away Every ounce of energy You […]
Es wird ernst – für Euch! 80 Stunden auf der E75 unterwegs sein, den gesamten Weg von Sitia bis Vardø mitverfolgen. Demnächst bei Crossing Europe! OK | PROJEKTION! | Crossing Europe. filmfestival linz // 25 […]
The upcoming video will play dozens of hours. Of course. Getting from Crete all the way to Vardø in the very north takes time. Vanning all the material is a challenge and a fulfillment at […]
So this is how I came into traveling the Europastrasse again. Of course not in reality, but at the cutting desk. Taking up the Video production means entering a new phase of the Project. Getting […]
Warum baut man eine Strasse quer durch den Kontinent? Um eine Verbindung herzustellen. Es wurden somit grosse Unterschiede Verbunden, teils grossartige. Deshalb ist genau Heute besonders gut geeignet eine Vielfalt zu würdigen die uns Europäer […]
Over the years I found out: all of my projects consist of several phases. This is the one thing they have in common, the other one is the red thread connecting them. When it is […]
Thinking about book making again. Going into a very intense phase again. On purpose. How do you slip into this phase of a project? The Answer: Differently every time. This time? I will tell you […]
I cross the Arctic Circle once again. And once again, it’s marked at the wrong place—in the landscape, in people’s heads. Wrong again, and again, I’m bewildered. But most folks don’t stop here anyway, so it’s of little consequence.
This time around, I’m pondering other matters. It seems wholly absurd to me that it can get dark at night. I’ve now spent over three weeks to the north of said circle. And I’ve gotten used to a lot of things. What’s it like, when it gets dark at night? What’s darkness like, anyway? An experience that I’d had every day of my entire previous life has now been denied me for weeks, and I’m already having trouble comprehending it!
I’ve now long since left the E75,