A man in jacket and jeans walks alone along a path lined with trees. The path leads through a circular opening in the tree structure and then turns to the right behind it. You can’t see where he is coming from or where he is going. Behind the opening it is bright, you can vaguely recognize meadows and bushes along the path. In one picture, the man is right before the opening – in the other, he already passed it. Seeing the man from the back, standing in relation to nature, we immediately place ourselves in his position: Where does the path lead to? Where do we go? The images are mysterious and profane at the same time; they do not evoke a particular place or time. 

“Der Weg” (the path, 2020) was coincidentally installed at Munich’s “Kunst-Insel am Lenbachplatz”-Billboard on the first days of the Corona-Lock-Down and was on display for more than two months. Placed in the middle of a busy traffic island in the city, they form deep but quiet contrast. The “path” repeats the visual axes of the streets and the tramway in both directions and opens up a new space for thought. While all the exhibitions closed, this artwork was accessible on the street in the heart of the city, and it fit the situation strangely well. The photographs became symbols for the unknown times, for isolation and hope. The two images are taken from the series “Vesuv, Venus”: in the artist book, they mark the beginning as well as the end of an infinite story.