Meadow in the backyard (with two speakers)

c-print, 100x130cm, 2020

The hymn of the broken man is playing in high definition in the backyard, that looks not at all as before. A strange meadow is there, and mud and shit.

It may be about something like, how unfair and calming is, that what has passed is eternal. That the Moon should be a microphone, recording the world. Because how many stories are mute, when it would be good to know every one of them. I don’t know.

I imagine, when morning comes, only the speakers remain and the very same thing plays gently.