has been for sale for some time, as you have seen. The maintenance and ongoing development to keep our non-profit and idealistic platform for contemporary art running and safe from hackers etc. costs money that is no longer there. Because of small investments that are necessary now and the running costs, we will have to shut down with a heavy heart at the beginning of summer on June 21.
WHAT LIES BELOW THE SURFACE
2020
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 in
acrylic and oil on canvas
About the thematic background of the painting:
You and me.
You lie next to me sleeping
And I hear you breathing evenly
Trying to guess the places your dreams take you to.
But do I know you, do you know me?
We are so much more than what we are with us
So much more, so very different than on the visible surface.
Like icebergs drifting through the murky sea of life
We do not know about our origin or our goal
And under the waterline, in the dark depth
All our consciousness is lost.
What may we be, who may we be?
Beneath the gentle surface where our soul lives?
Each of us is our own iceberg.
I promise you nothing, my love
Because in the abysses of the soul
Valleys lurk that are always in shadow.
No escape, there is no turning back.
WHAT LIES BELOW THE SURFACE
Accompanies us without being asked.
And the current carries us further
Out into the wild open sea.
CB/2020
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"We know what we are, but know not what we may be."
(Shakespeare: Hamlet, act IV scene V)
Cassius to Brutus:
"It's not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."
(Shakespeare: Julius Caesar, act I)
IF I COULD LOOK BEYOND THE HORIZON
2020
150 (h) x 120 (w) x 2 cm
59,1 (h) x 47,2 (w) x 0,79 in
acrylic and oil on canvas
About the thematic background of the painting:
You and me
Spray washes around my bare feet
And I look out to the troubled sea
Strong wind carries my story away
Where you are waiting for me
Where waves and clouds collide
Where the different shades of blue mix
I can be anything out there
Who am I these lightless days?
IF I COULD LOOK BEYOND THE HORIZON
It doesn't matter if I forget you
Or give you a thousand different names
You are just there
As close as you are unreachable
What may the sky look like
On your side of the world?
When I wake up, you're going to bed.
Your dark sun is my moon
Where my better I stranded
Where my hope ran aground
You are just setting out to sea.
CB/2020
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"We are more often frightened than hurt;
and we suffer more from imagination than from reality."
(Lucius Annaeus Seneca)
ONCE UPON A TIME
100 (w) x 120 (h) x 4 cm
39,4 (w) x 47,2 (h) x 1,57 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
2020
If you were an Empire
On which the sun never sets
My kingdom of light
Risen in golden spring
I would follow you
Anywhere you want me to
If you were an Empire
On which the sun never sets
My shieldmaid of hope
Grace under your flag
I would burn for you
Everywhere you will go
If you were an Empire
On which the sun never sets
My dream in dust
Fallen to ruins long ago
I would remember you
Wherever my heart will flow.
/CB
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In other words about Yesterday:
"The past is not dead. It's not even past."
William C. Faulkner (1897-1962)
MOUNTAINS MUST FALL II
2020
100 (h) x 80 (w) x 2 cm
39,4 (h) x 31,5 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
"Never measure the height of a mountain until you reach the top. Then you will see how low it was.”
~ Dag Hammerskjold
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About my inspiration:
Dramas are unavoidable. There are so many personal realities and not just one truth. That’s the cause of misunderstandings, contradictions and conflicts. Man is the origin of everything that is good and of everything that is bad in this world. Therefore, I deal in my work with the individual human being and his location in the modern age. Where are the truths of past times, all the certainties and the clear paths? We live in troubled times and lost the basic trust of childhood. We stand between hope and fear, between history and now, between faith and fight. So many different biographies united and separated by passions and longings, fears and doubts. And with dramatic stories that are worth telling. I do not paint new and fictional worlds; the human being is the only center of my artistic attention. Each abstraction starts with him and his little big world, his inner kingdom, his wounded soul. I choose nature as a great metaphor. That’s the way in how I reflect on what I want to tell about people. Nature is powerful, full of inspiring light, harmony and aesthetics. Man becomes small in the face of this beauty, which he can admire, but which he will never reach. And yet there is a connection. Nature is in us. All that defines us as human beings, what lives in us and makes us sleepless, all this has its counterpart in nature and is similar to coasts, mountains, seasons, forests and oceans. And our soul is the most enigmatic of all landscapes in which we wander as seekers and interrogators. My paintings give these journeys a face. Like a chronicler they document my wanderings through the inner landscapes. No doubt this is highly emotional, and it touches me deeply. It’s personal, sometimes dark and archaic, then again romantic and hopeful. But that’s exactly how I want it in my work. It can be an alliance or a duel, but in the end nature will always win.
MOUNTAINS MUST FALL III
2020
100 (h) x 80 (w) x 2 cm
39,4 (h) x 31,5 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
"Never measure the height of a mountain until you reach the top. Then you will see how low it was.”
~ Dag Hammerskjold
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About my inspiration:
Dramas are unavoidable. There are so many personal realities and not just one truth. That’s the cause of misunderstandings, contradictions and conflicts. Man is the origin of everything that is good and of everything that is bad in this world. Therefore, I deal in my work with the individual human being and his location in the modern age. Where are the truths of past times, all the certainties and the clear paths? We live in troubled times and lost the basic trust of childhood. We stand between hope and fear, between history and now, between faith and fight. So many different biographies united and separated by passions and longings, fears and doubts. And with dramatic stories that are worth telling. I do not paint new and fictional worlds; the human being is the only center of my artistic attention. Each abstraction starts with him and his little big world, his inner kingdom, his wounded soul. I choose nature as a great metaphor. That’s the way in how I reflect on what I want to tell about people. Nature is powerful, full of inspiring light, harmony and aesthetics. Man becomes small in the face of this beauty, which he can admire, but which he will never reach. And yet there is a connection. Nature is in us. All that defines us as human beings, what lives in us and makes us sleepless, all this has its counterpart in nature and is similar to coasts, mountains, seasons, forests and oceans. And our soul is the most enigmatic of all landscapes in which we wander as seekers and interrogators. My paintings give these journeys a face. Like a chronicler they document my wanderings through the inner landscapes. No doubt this is highly emotional, and it touches me deeply. It’s personal, sometimes dark and archaic, then again romantic and hopeful. But that’s exactly how I want it in my work. It can be an alliance or a duel, but in the end nature will always win.
WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS ON SACRED LAND V
2020
100 (h) x 80 (w) x 2 cm
39,4 (h) x 31,5 (w) x 0,79 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
"Your heart is sacred land. Don't let just anything enter it. Guard it with your life."
- Yasmin Mogahed (ex: Reclaim Your Heart)
"This mountain has my heart. This land is our church."
- Caleen Sisk (spiritual leader of the Winnemen Wintu Tribe)
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About my inspiration:
Dramas are unavoidable. There are so many personal realities and not just one truth. That’s the cause of misunderstandings, contradictions and conflicts. Man is the origin of everything that is good and of everything that is bad in this world. Therefore, I deal in my work with the individual human being and his location in the modern age. Where are the truths of past times, all the certainties and the clear paths? We live in troubled times and lost the basic trust of childhood. We stand between hope and fear, between history and now, between faith and fight. So many different biographies united and separated by passions and longings, fears and doubts. And with dramatic stories that are worth telling. I do not paint new and fictional worlds; the human being is the only center of my artistic attention. Each abstraction starts with him and his little big world, his inner kingdom, his wounded soul. I choose nature as a great metaphor. That’s the way in how I reflect on what I want to tell about people. Nature is powerful, full of inspiring light, harmony and aesthetics. Man becomes small in the face of this beauty, which he can admire, but which he will never reach. And yet there is a connection. Nature is in us. All that defines us as human beings, what lives in us and makes us sleepless, all this has its counterpart in nature and is similar to coasts, mountains, seasons, forests and oceans. And our soul is the most enigmatic of all landscapes in which we wander as seekers and interrogators. My paintings give these journeys a face. Like a chronicler they document my wanderings through the inner landscapes. No doubt this is highly emotional, and it touches me deeply. It’s personal, sometimes dark and archaic, then again romantic and hopeful. But that’s exactly how I want it in my work. It can be an alliance or a duel, but in the end nature will always win.
THE LIGHT BETWEEN THE OCEANS III
100 (w) x 120 (h) x 4 cm
39,4 (w) x 47,2 (h) x 1,57 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
2020
There is a light between the oceans
That reaches from you to me
There is this light between our oceans
That connects today and tomorrow
And this light between the oceans
It shines the way home for both of us.
ARRIVAL OF THE UNSEEN ENEMY
100 (w) x 120 (h) x 4 cm
39,4 (w) x 47,2 (h) x 1,57 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
2020
Leave your candle burning
Light to follow into the unknown
Hope to withstand the rising dark
Love to unmask all these nightmares
Leave your candle burning
And look into my face
We have seen us before.
CB/2020
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“The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome.”
~ George R.R. Martin (ex: A Clash of Kings)
IN THE LIGHT OF THE VIRGIN MORNING
150 (w) x 120 (h) x 4,5 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 1,77 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
2020
After a long dark night
When you finally open your eyes
After a heavy leaden time
When your heart can breathe again
The sun will rise, shiny golden
Innocent and far above you
Whatever was and made you die
Let it go, now it has a new name
Take my hand, let us walk like newborn
Under the virgin California sun
In the promising first light
Hope is in the magic of the moment.
CB/2020
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"Know where to find the sunrise and sunset times and note how the sky looks at those times, at least once."
~ Marilyn vos Savant
GIVE ME HOPE IN HOPLESS DAYS
150 (w) x 120 (h) x 4,5 cm
47,2 (w) x 59,1 (h) x 1,77 inches
acrylic and oil on canvas
2017
I will never forget
You are here with me, for me
And you carry light within you
With your virgin smile in the morning
With your gentle perfume on my pillow
With every line you write in your love letters
You make these moments precious and rare
You give me back the faith and the good
You are my safe haven, strong hope
I will never forget.
CB/2020
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"I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest.
I do not judge the universe."
~ Dalai Lama
