Blub blub

“I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.”

Frida Kahlo

Behind Closed Minds

Freud mich

collage/photoanimation 🙂

Chimaira

#selfportrait
Eigentlich bin ich das Andere.

exhibition impressions

Please Scream Inside Your Heart
19.10. – 25.10.2020
Tête Berlin

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Clara da Cruz Mendes
Kaddi:H
Hannah Lansburgh https://hannahlansburgh.net/
Raquel Sommer
Ana Eloísa Sommer-Madison
Lisa Karolin Winzler

Please Scream Inside Your Heart

19.-25.10.2020
Opening: 19.10.2020 / 17-21 Uhr
20. – 24.10. / 11-18 Uhr
25.10. / 11-15 Uhr

tête
Schönhauser Allee 161a
10435 Berlin

Clara da Cruz Mendes
Kaddi:H
Hannah Lansburgh
Raquel Sommer
Ana Eloísa Sommer-Madison
Lisa Karolin Winzler

The title adopted for the six-person show is taken from instructions given by Japan’s Fuji-Q Highland amusement park. Upon its reopening in May 2020, the park released a four-minute video of two of their
unflappable business executives displaying proper roller coaster comportment to reduce the risk of Covid-19 transmission.

In the context of Berlin’s 14th Mental Health Week, the exhibition presents artistic positions in the form of video installations, paintings, collages and sculptures. Utilizing autobiographical, documentary and
sociocritical approaches for an open discourse on the visual arts, psychology, and treatment approaches, the artists offer room – in the words of Hannah Arendt – “to recognize and integrate the difference and diversity of people who together form a pluralist society.”

Woche den Seelischen Gesundheit

kaddih.com
@kaddimoth
hannahlansburgh.net
@papahannah
@eloisanamadsom

Bienenstrauß

Hummelstrauß
Wespenstrauß
Totenstrauß
Vogelstrauß
tot

Hexennuss – Hirn

“Some things we forget. But many things we remember on the mental screen, which is the biggest screen of all.”

David Lynch

Part Of Me

The real fear of depression isn’t dying, it’s living with yourself, forever.
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“I was so scared to give up depression, fearing that somehow the worst part of me was actually all of me. ”
Elizabeth Wurtzel

 

Good To See You

(…)
“So good to see you.
I’ve missed you so much.
So glad it’s over.
I’ve missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?

Shrouding all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into the shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song…”

Tool – Third Eye