Swiss Pandemic Exile

A fresh insight into my most recent work from my Swiss exile. Reflecting on pandemic shelter. Working with the negative slides refreshes my memories of the summer in the Alps living in a Swiss castle. The poetic times are obvious gone, shelter and isolation is about to visit again. The analogue photography completes my works of paper clothes and taxidermic sculptures.
Starting the project in March with Max Frisch‘s „Man in the Holocene“ I would like to finalize with a poem:
In die Mulde meiner Stummheit
leg ein Wort
und zieh Wälder groß zu beiden Seiten, daß mein Mund
ganz im Schatten liegt.
Ingeborg Bachmann, 1953