Stroy

URC-1

Artist’s Notes

Sketch #1)
Goblin lights wander about the nocturnal city. Those who are not living snoop around the edges of life. At last, they imitate life, swallowing those dreams and emitting light under the shade of human desire.

Sketch # 2)
Cars that appear as if their souls have left them are slowly transported into a large factory on rollers. The bonnet is opened, the battery is removed, and oil remaining in the hoses inside the vehicle is sucked out with a vacuum. The hoses and wires, which have been pulled out, dangle and drag on the ground. Now the engine is lifted out. Lubricant seeps out of the holes in the engines piled up, and slowly flows along the grooves in the floor. The compressed air in the wheels exhales its last breath with a “psh-k” as each wheel is dissembled and sorted. Black oil is spattered all over the long leather aprons of the workers, who each hold a large tool in one hand, and the parts, which have been dug out with deft hands, are classified and sent off to somewhere. Now the remaining bodies are placed in a gigantic press to be chewed up, crushed and stacked, awaiting the day they will be sent into the smelting furnace. “How many did you gut today?” “Not many. Just nine.”

Sketch # 3)
Headlights. Voluminous shapes and sleek surfaces-their mere appearance overflows with dazzling charisma. Discarded lumps that will all become powder unless they are saved... I gather them to inject them with new energy. Now the light overflows in all directions. They become small blazing stars.