(while the real weirdos rule the world)

Oil on Canvas

Portrait of a man with a broken Pikachu hat at Frankfurt Central Station.

I see a lot of misery when I’m in Frankfurt. The other day, a pretty woman in her forties, naked, with just a blanket around her shoulders, crouched on the pavement next to a kiosk on Berliner Straße, while humans drank their after-work beers next to her.

Or the man with the broken Pokemon Pikachu cap at the main railway station. I meet him there almost every morning.

There are bars in the Bahnhofsviertel district, like PLANK! They are very chique with many bankers and hipsters. You drink after-work negroni while next to you, homeless people and humans heavily marked by drugs rummage in the ashtray looking for fags – as if it were a trendy-asi backdrop for the bar visitors.

Who’s looking at whom?

Nein, ich male nicht gefällig! Neben meinem Dasein als Künstlerin bin ich Historikerin und Systemanalytikerin. Ich beobachte Systeme, lese Strukturen, analysiere Muster und Zeitgeist Phänomene. Es gibt vieles, was mich innerlich disruptiert – und das muss raus aus mir, um mein eigenes systemisches Gleichgewicht zu halten.

No, I do not paint pleasingly! Besides being an artist I am a historian and systems thinker. I observe systems, analyze patterns, read structures – and zeitgeist phenomena. There is much that disrupts me internally. That has to come out of my body and mind so that I can keep my own systemic balance.