MIRROR FORCE
2026, Group Exhibition at YAMAXANADU, Vienna
Laying on top of each other, molecules create patterns only the angels can see. They peek outwards to say greetings, to cast spells. And whatever is watching may join in on these effortless rituals. We are constantly performing them, we are always doing it. We can't stop. And they can't either.
Each part has a soul floating on top creating a surface, so wide and endless it might seem impossible. And on those little oceans tiny ships row around forming what we now know as "thoughts". But never was it a thought, it always was far more than that. These tiny titans triumph tension. They make it seem so smooth. An ever evolving motion. Some old voices say that sometimes these small boats swim too far and they end up on the other side. On our side. Like little scarabs swirling in front of it all. And if you're brave enough you might catch them. They might fancy sharing a secret or two. And when the stars align they let you come with them. Back to where they belong. Back to where we belong.
And this is how people disappear in them. Just for a few never ending moments. They move with grace and you might even leave something behind before one returns. So yes it is true that the eyes make you wander. A strong force pulls us there. What we see will forever remain, engraved on what was seen.