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Title:What remains
When does a broken chair cease to be a chair? Does its meaning disappear with its use? Will it end as microplastic, as a toxin or as a recycled product with a new identity? And:What remains of me?
Biography:
I learned my photographic craft from the photographer Valentin Schwab. During a specialized internship with him in 1986/87, I gained profound insights into the technique and aesthetics of documentary photography. After a specialized internship in film and studio production at Bayerischer Rundfunk in 1988, I worked for several years as a camera assistant, both in analogue and electronic film recording. Over the years, I have increasingly abstracted my visual language. In my current work, I explore the representation of the subliminal, the ineffable and the ephemeral with abstract... |
