Untitled (frame)

2025
40 x 30 cm
Styrofoam, printed fabric, mortar, beads

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Untitled (frame)

2025
30 x 40 cm
Styrofoam, printed fabric, mortar, beads

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Untitled (frame)

2024
40 x 30 cm
Styrofoam, printed fabric, mortar, beads

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Untitled (frame)

2025
40 x 30 cm
Styrofoam, printed fabric, mortar, beads

Floating in fragments on my nightly strolls

A man standing up on a horse while taking a piss. A four-poster with extravagant curtains floating in water. A dog watching itself in three mirrors.

These are the last things I see before I close my eyes after the scrolling ritual: an algorithm carefully adjusted for my own person. This is Bronco, An Untameable Wild Horse.
And me – I’m the rider. The one that got along for the rodeo without exactly knowing what I was signing up for. Having the illusion that I’m somewhat in control.
My horse is stronger than me. Bronco is taking me wherever he wants to take me.
Where did he take me? What kind of world has he brought me to?

Four girls twerking on a public bathroom floor, a fifth is watching. Four women in their nightgowns, playing a shooting game at a Western themed game hall in the dead of night. A group of eight people looking at the Google Streetview car, all wearing the same pigeon mask.

By simplifying these images and hand printing them onto fabric, I try to get a grasp on what exactly I am consuming. I am giving them a place in the physical world, allowing me to analyze – and become more familiar with – Bronco.

Who do you think I am, Bronco? What am I part of? Or... Who do you want me to become?

A skyscraper collapsing, only just being held up by three massive poles. A couple smiling into the camera, behind them the Twin Towers are aflame. An influencer posing on the tracks of Auschwitz.

Now, I ride out of the night.