

"Pleasure is the path to joy"
Young art(ists)





Our senses are limited....Our memory is selective. Sometimes for our own sake, too.... Fragrances blown away, flavours washed aside.... razor blade guitar riffs grasping empty clubs` ceilings, sunsets swallowed by darkness.... Sparks in the eyes of a stranger bounce on our skin..... An experimental attempt to frame vanishing emotions .. before all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain
family at home





skylines


Space Invader

Lola

blade

family portrait: brothers

light-bike rider

Alien: guts

table / show gridlines

light ... years away

platz

window table
Metropolis

Jedi ready for sabre duel
