Title: What's left is an empty room

Text: We develop solid structures in our lives, something to hold on to. Rooms to protect us; solid rooms to furnish with tables and chairs which help us to feel stable. Despite this, we still search for something else, something to help us feel truly at home. Something which won’t break or go away; a constant. This room exists outside of any reality, and for a moment, everything else is meaningless. The room is immune to all external influence. This is an exploration of openness and intimacy between two people: to be naked despite clothes, and dressed up even when wearing nothing at all. To be aware that nothing is exactly how it used to be. All that matters here are the two human beings present and their story - how she sees him, and how he sees her - although our perspective was shaped by one of them, with the shutter release in her hand. To return to life as an individual, to go your own way and exist just for yourself. No longer to know what the other is thinking. But before this separation, the two sit opposite to each other one last time. One last talk, but some words remain untold - unrealized potential. What has changed; what went wrong? Acceptance through uncertainty. Only the feeling that there used to be something there is left. Any attempt to ignore the accumulated emotions, and pretend for a moment that things are now once more as they used to be, is met with silence. It is not the solution and you know you have to give up. You give it away. And after all, the decision is made: “We are done”.

Title: Destiny of a white horse

Text: In German, a white horse is referred to as a “Schimmel”, implying something which is full of mildew or rot. Many white horses become afflicted with equine melanoma and often die from the disease. Initially unnoticed within, the cancer in its final stages of malignance reveals itself in the orifices of the animal. Aesthetic beauty is an amalgamation of subjective values and forms which are pleasing to the senses. The photographs suggest a relationship between death and beauty. When a fetid body is rendered beautiful, wherein lies the repulsiveness? At the center of these photographs, the Schimmel is as a metaphor for quotidian paradox; from the realm of personal affairs to broader considerations of contemporary society and coaxial allegories of mortality.