Sack und Asche – Inner Landscapes of Fragility and Change
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How it all began...
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Along a path through a field, I found heavy fabric sacks
– faded shapes against the green, left behind,
their insides concealed, as if guarding something quietly of their own.
Foreign bodies in the grass – silent witnesses of the Anthropocene.
They fascinated me because they did not remain mere waste, but raised questions: Who had brought them? Why exactly here? What do they contain – materially, symbolically?
In the studio they shifted from found object to image.
As I lingered on the question of why they held my attention,
their everyday character seemed to dissolve.
They became signs – projection surfaces for what otherwise finds no place.
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Thus they found a place within my interior – not as objects of the outer world, but as mirrors of inner states.
They stand for what has been set aside, what we no longer need, yet still carry within us.
From this reflection,
I imagined my own ICH-RAUM:
a space where the bag faces the mirror, not as a fixed image,
but as a self in flux – fractured, fragile, ever-changing.
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The mirror might not return a fixed image – it exposes the instability of the self.
For me, it is less a surface of reflection than a threshold – between clarity and distortion, between presence and absence.
A still life followed, in oil, my medium of choice. Long devoted to the unspectacular, it now gives dignity to the plastic bag – no longer waste, but transformed into still life.
What remains is a question: how do we bear what weighs on us – not repressing, but rearranging; giving the transient a brief duration.
Sack und Asche I – Mirror Without Answer
Oil on canvas
80 × 100 cm
2025
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Sack und Asche II – Broken Order
Oil on canvas
80 × 100 cm
2025
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How it all began...
Along a path through a field, I found heavy fabric sacks
– faded shapes against the green, left behind,
their insides concealed, as if guarding something quietly of their own.
Foreign bodies in the grass – silent witnesses of the Anthropocene.
They fascinated me because they did not remain mere waste, but raised questions: Who had brought them? Why exactly here? What do they contain – materially, symbolically?
In the studio they shifted from found object to image.
As I lingered on the question of why they held my attention,
their everyday character seemed to dissolve.
They became signs – projection surfaces for what otherwise finds no place.
Thus they found a place within my interior – not as objects of the outer world, but as mirrors of inner states.
They stand for what has been set aside, what we no longer need, yet still carry within us.
From this reflection,
I imagined my own ICH-RAUM:
a space where the bag faces the mirror, not as a fixed image,
but as a self in flux – fractured, fragile, ever-changing.
The mirror might not return a fixed image – it exposes the instability of the self.
For me, it is less a surface of reflection than a threshold – between clarity and distortion, between presence and absence.
A still life followed, in oil, my medium of choice. Long devoted to the unspectacular, it now gives dignity to the plastic bag – no longer waste, but transformed into still life.
What remains is a question: how do we bear what weighs on us – not repressing, but rearranging; giving the transient a brief duration.
Sack und Asche I – Mirror Without Answer
Oil on canvas
80 × 100 cm
2025
Sack und Asche II – Broken Order
Oil on canvas
80 × 100 cm
2025
Sack and ashes,
trace and time.
Everything fades,
yet still stands by.
What moves grows
lighter in space.
Weight turns to memory,
dust to a dream.
trace and time.
Everything fades,
yet still stands by.
What moves grows
lighter in space.
Weight turns to memory,
dust to a dream.
