Children's Lullaby

When I. I-I-I.
When I had. When I had my. My-My-My. Oh-My, first kiss.
I was 9 years old.
After playing with toys- she told me the kiss has to last 5 min.
We stopped the time.
The other she. She-She.
Mentioned Sex to me.
I was even younger.
She wrote S-E-X in bright letters on barbie's blackboard.
It's forbidden. That's what she said after erasing those letters.

I-I-was. I-I. Was 13 when he first kissed me.
He was 23. He said "Love has no boundaries. We are going to make it".
I hang up the phone.

17. I can't remember. He called me bitch, my friends the police.

My first amourrrrr
broke my heart and left.

I wish, No. I want. No.
I better stop.

Dresden- First Attemps on Photography

Postbox of Secret Dreams and Lost Desires first attempt 2014

The idea was to build a postbox where people could let go of their secret dreams and lost desires. They could write them on a piece of paper which won't be read by anyone. Afterwards I recycled all those papers and made a new piece of paper as a symbolic act of release. A metaphor for a new beginning.

I developed this idea ages ago and exhibited the postbox in the exhibition in the house.
I really like working with recycling and symbols as replacements for language as I don't believe that people communicate through words...
However, I am not fully setisfied with the design of the postbox itself so I will keep on working and will try to find mor