the anger belongs to the gods

When did you forget how to be furious? Resting immobile, stiff like your neck bend over the screen of a tablet. Participation became a wipe on a slick surface, that cools down your soul and interrupt the coherence of your thoughts. When Themis rose her voice, anger transformed to fury and then to holy wrath pushing to action. But she was only called a muse by then – quickly forgotten by the ones that write history. Singing goddesses make it easier to judge, but you don‘t listen anyway, wrapped in a cloud that dispells all hints of temper. You are deaf and tied up. And you like it.

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the anger belongs to the gods Installation view: D21 Kunstraum, Leipzig, 2018 / i‘m in Oropax on stainless steel angle, 5 × 4 × 3 cm, 3 + 1AP, 2018 / o.T. BW-Inkjetprint on perforated stainless steel plate, 120 × 86 cm, 3+2AP, 2018 / anger be now your song neck plaster mould on stone, 18 × 25 × 14 cm, 1/2, 2018 / (Installation pictures: Paula Gehrmann)
anger be now your song acrylic glass, drawing on stone, 18 × 25 ×14 cm, 2/2, 2018 / at least 6 qm2 cool down pink wall paint: cooldownpink1, 350 cm × 300 cm, 2018 / (Installation pictures: Paula Gehrmann)
anger be now your song neck plaster mould on stone, 18 × 25 × 14 cm, 1/2, 2018 / (Installation pictures: Paula Gehrmann)
anger be now your song acrylic glass, drawing on stone, 18 × 25 ×14 cm, 2/2, 2018 / (Installation pictures: Paula Gehrmann)