‘His vision, from the constantly passing bars, has grown so weary that it cannot hold anything else. It seems to him there are a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world. As he paces in cramped circles, over and over, the movement of his powerful soft strides is like a ritual dance around a center in which a mighty will stands paralyzed. Only at times, the curtain of the pupils lifts, quietly. An image enters in, rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles, plunges into the heart and is gone.’ – Rainer Maria Rilke

The specimens are looking in astonishment, at the traps where they found themselves.

Artificial plants take so much space in aquarium, that there is not enough air left for fish to breathe and they wish to jump out.

Abandoned plants left in the streets will still blossom.

Trees take care of each-other; it has been like this and will be like this.

And while we cannot see in the darkness, the star light is always enough for them to find the way out.


The complete exhibition can be viewed online: MOUTH OF DARKNESS


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