Roadwork at the Milky Way

The Night Wolf Karl
Private exhibition in Naflanum
Opening on 2 October 17:00-19:00
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Ever since I was wet behind the ears, fairy tales and myths have possessed me. Photography came later and threw everything out of balance. It opened my eyes to the fact that every thing sees, everything has its own eyes, its own perspective. The idea grew and rose as a foundation. Here that temple of the mind emerges into reality, with it an inescapable truth.
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Inside all of us lives a passion that is repressed for the good of society whenever we are given the opportunity to excel. We rarely stop and consider what it takes to allow materialism to tighten its grip on our souls and suffocate our minds within the boxes of society.

Here I fish from sea and land the lost souls that once lived among us, beliefs, customs, and practices, as well as actions that once guided entire societies. Among them are forgotten dreams, desires that disappeared, passions that were drowned in more important matters.

Today, that waste cannot be tolerated, and even less so, passions spread far and wide. My will is cosmological, and I embark on an intellectual journey that does not color within the lines, rather the colors are the lines. Only what we have discarded will be shown.

The power is about seeing the truth. I want to uncover what was before, what we gave up. All that energy, power and raw emotions; childlike nature. The universe does not let go of such things and holds on to what no one else wants. In other dimensions or on different wavelengths lies a world where fragments of our nature, soul grains, materialize in dead angels. A lost part of us that has no master.

The world I show is full of dead angels wandering around in search of a medium. They convey truths that are waiting for someone to listen.