I make the past like the future. How much of the past is in the present? Photographs elude time and are a reference to it. Time is stored in the photographs. By tearing up the photographs, I give up control.
The single image is no longer visible. The archive of a lifetime, photographic biographies, memories and the forgetting of memories - what to save and preserve. Fragments mix. Before the tearing process, I relive the moment. But it is a story of failure. Through the pain of destruction I point to loss, to disappearing and to being lost.
And something will emerge from the fragile heap of fragments, which can be reshuffled at any time. Today is a copy of yesterday. And tomorrow there will be a new copy.
Photographic memories transform themselves. Truth and reality. I feed the historical machine. Do not give up the history! Her substance is what remains. Move slowly, don’t kick up too much dust!
The basis is the archive - how do I deal with it? I pick out individual pieces of it and edit them. This creates a new archive. Do I keep the Archives or do I sweep them away? Do I leave them or do I put them in a drawer? What is the right container for storage, where is the right place? The picture as a container and as a place — in the works from the series Glaskasten, old photographs are transformed into a new possibility. The readability is individual and changeable.