Category Archive: art

Is ma’ Wurscht

Is ma’ Wurscht

Sausages, statistical data Collaboration with Veronika Krenn/Taste of Data Looking at the Corruption Perceptions Index 2012 by Transparency International it’s clear that corruption is still a major …

 

Anamnesis

Anamnesis

Clothes that keep memories. Clothes that keep what already effaced.

 

Untitled

Untitled

In collaboration with Veronika Krenn. 40 kilos of oranges, 12 Juice Squeezers, Instructions. Eating and culinary practice is common to all humankind and it is based on …

 

What’s the use of unrequited love? II

What’s the use of unrequited love? II

bb15, Linz May 2012 It all started with meeting him. I really thought we were born for each other. He doubted, I knew he did. I was deeply in love, …

 

What’s the use of unrequited love?

What’s the use of unrequited love?

4 Objects made out of  soap, wax, chocolate, lard and seeds. In Lover’s Discourse Roland Barthes describes the heart as a gift-object – whether ignored or …

 

First Aid Kit

First Aid Kit

Various objects Ukradená Galerie, Linz Artistic activity strives to achieve modest connections, open unobstructed passages, and to connect levels of reality kept apart one from another. The First …

 

Error messages

Error messages

Embroderies, cross stich, 30×30 cm Windows operating system error messages are something that we are all used to. They are part of today’s most familiar computer …

 

Stadtwache in its natural habitat

Stadtwache in its natural habitat

Developed together with Henning Schulze Linz, Austria, was and still is a place of great controversy regarding security issues. A new security service – Ordnungsdienst aka …

 

Glovatron

Glovatron

Developed together with Myrssini Antoniou, Sotiris Katsimpas and Markos Vogiatzoglou. Human contact and interaction evolves in multiple ways. People tent to employ all their senses, in …

 

My night flowers

My night flowers

26 януари 2009 Любов След следобедна дрямка, ти тръгваш. Аз оставам с книгата и унесът. Не мога да се вдигна от леглото. Публикувано от Frances Glass в 09:25:00 …