The works which are presented here are an insight into a multimedia projectabout the Tower of the Winds in Athens, consisting of 15 subject areas. Based on pen and ink drawings. The topics are structured as follows:
I. The Head – The Architect II. The Territory – The Place III. The Body – The Building IV. Physiognomy – Octagon V. Headdress – Triton on the rooftop VI. On the skin – The time VII. On the skin – The traits of the Winds VIII. Behind the skin – Where the Winds meet each other IX. The Blood – Clepsydra “Water thief ” X. The Heart – Armillary sphere in the Winds XI. The corpus occupied by the Christians XII. The corpus captured in the Ottoman Empire XIII. Diagnoses: Expeditions during the time XIV. Anatomy: Rediscovered by Stuart and Revett XV. Adoption and Adaption
The focus is on the drawings. In addition are music compositions and photo collages to select chapters. To bring the history of the building to the audience, texts were written in the form of a Greek stage play. The artistic work with the building began out of pure curiosity and ended with a heart project.
The whirling Horologium
Drawing with Dip Pen / Ink on Paper / Triptych: 122cm x 86cm + 122cm x 86cm + 122cm x 86cm
XII. The Corpus – Captured in the Ottoman Empire [exerpt]
Coming to rest
Drawing with Dip Pen / Ink on Paper / 86cm x 122cm
This echo carries the memory of the whirling Dervishes in the Winds. Resting in oneself, lingering in the tower, the melody appears and than disappears into the endless nothing immediately when the contemplative moment is overtaken by the present time. What remains is the view of the Mihrab carved into the wall towards Mecca.
Composition and Photocollage: Echo of the Dervishes 3:00
Pump organ, Fieldrecordings, Synthesizer
Spring. Summer, Autum, Winter during the Ottoman Empire
Drawing with Dip Pen / Ink and Shellac Ink on Paper / Polyptych: 122cm x 43cm + 122cm x 43cm + 122cm x 43cm + 122cm x 43cm
During my research, I had the feeling of climbing a tree. The higher I climbed the more ramifications I recognized. On each branch sprouted more branches that developed limbs and side branches, where I followed on. I climbed through time, space, science, philosophy and mythology. And I realized: this building is a monument to science and time.The world should know what type of time-monument can be found below the Acropolis!
I felt like the Don Quixote of time. While the pen turned into my horse Rosinante, my life partner turned into Sancho Panza, who occasionally reminded me that there is no past and no future without the present.