Installation view. From left to right: Niko Abramidis &NE, Joseph Cornelius, Susi Gelb, Andy Hope 1930, Klaudia Schifferle, Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson
Installation view. Susi Gelb (left) and Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson (right)
Installation view. Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson (left), Peter Welz (right) and Niko Abramidis &NE (background)
Installation view. Joseph Cornelius (left) and Klaudia Schifferle (right)
Installation view. From left to right: Joseph Cornelius, Andy Hope 1930, Klaudia Schifferle, Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson
Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson, Angel’s Trumpets, Angels’s trumpets and backpacks, dimensions variable, 2015 (courtesy Damien & The Love Guru)
Peter Welz, Portrait #3 [ out-take | Monica Vitti | red yellow blue] 16 mm loop, projector, screen, 2015
Andy Hope 1930, Time Tube 11, MDF, acrylic, vintage picture frame, 156 x 46 x 253 cm, 2011 (courtesy Galerie Guido W. Baudach) and Susi Gelb, reality is a fake 033, pigment print, polyurethane artist frame, pigments, sand, plexiglass, museums glass, 42,5 x 52,5 x 3 cm, 2025 (courtesy Nir Altman)
Joseph Cornelius, grass, ..., grass, field., acrylic paint, pigment, glutin on canvas, 210 x 290 cm, 2022
Niko Abramidis &NE, blurry principles, galvanized steel, spray paint, acrylic marker, steel, 210 x 370 x 100 cm, 2025, (courtesy max goelitz)
Klaudia Schifferle, Magic Girls, acrylic spray on canvas, 60 x 50 x 2 cm, 2024 (courtesy Kraupa-Tuskany Zeidler)
Susi Gelb, reality is a fake 033, pigment print, polyurethane artist frame, pigments, sand, plexiglass, museums glass, 42,5 x 52,5 x 3 cm, 2025 (courtesy Nir Altman)
Installation view. Andy Hope 1930 (left), Susi Gelb (middle), Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson (right)
Installation view. Joseph Cornelius (left), Andy Hope 1930 (middle), Klaudia Schifferle (right)
Installation view. Susi Gelb (left) and Jasmin Werner & Cecila Gerson (right)
Niko Abramidis &NE, blurry principles, galvanized steel, spray paint, acrylic marker, steel, 210 x 370 x 100 cm, 2025, (courtesy max goelitz)
the future
is an open door
don’t stand
in front of it
on the other side
there is the past
but as you turn around
an open door, again
- Niko Abramidis &NE
t zone creates a blurry space. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, years - a life. Time drifts, like the daily commute. Silver, green, brown, pink, blue, fluorescence, a deep black hole. It slows to an unexpected stop, revealing unfamiliar views. Galvanized steel, leaves, linen, wood, plastic, paint and particles of light, each caught between motion and stillness. A brief interlude. A pause. An omnipresent industrial ticking collides with an overly perfumed tropical scent of a faraway holiday. As if Turner's storms of progress meet Huxley’s delusions of a utopia, built by some omnipotent intelligence. The selection of strong aesthetics and sensual senses, grounded in a diverse material language, speaks of time itself. Where are we heading? Is this dawn or dusk - or something in between?
- Orlando Werffeli