The half-life of uranium is 4.468 billion years, and the result of this process is lead. But who knows what the half-life of our ideas is? Ideas about a beautiful childhood, a loving family, or trust in this world?
What happened that the reality no longer resembles the original idea?
A child, who would be cradled, is missing. A mother, who would cradle, is missing. The principle still remains. The result is a weird semi-appliance. God knows who could benefit from such a thing.
2006
Object
Wood, engine, weight, converter
64,5×64,5×73 cms (h×w×d)
The Hopscotch is a children’s game transformed into an unplayable version. If you try to play it, you will most likely hurt yourself. Like you did when you started playing all those games with each other.
2007
Object
Iron plates, bolts
30×100×200 cms (h×w×d)
Coffins for paper kites – beautiful ideals that are hard to keep in the air forever.
2006
Object
Wood
Various sizes (30-125 cms)
Lorem ipsum found in gypsum! This piece is currently under construction — physically, mentally, and spiritually. I thought you might want to know it’s coming.
No deadline, no pressure, no clue when. But rest assured: something is definitely happening here.
Coming Soon…
Lorem ipsum found in gypsum! Currently in progress: materials collected, sketches made, chaos initiated. This piece is slowly emerging from the workshop fog.
Stay tuned for updates — or better, surprises.
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