Perpetuum mobile

C-prints on alu-dibond, 60 x 40, edition of 7 + AP.

  • Zzzzz, ping, rrrrr. Send, receive, send, receive. For years, I was like a perpetuum mobile:

    an imaginary device that once in motion continues to move by itself and deemed capable of generating energy from nothing.

    It’s time to sit still a bit more often. To allow the silence. To see what is there, where I am, who I am. To get lost in time. Tick tock, fffff, sssst!

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