44 per minute - in the end, you are always alone?
Rolled-up papers made out of porcelain, a fragile and precious material, unfold to varying degrees, revealing fragments of text.
What can be read are fragments, fragments of private thoughts in different handwritings. There is an interior, hidden in the rolled-up porcelain papers, which only sometimes and only by chance reveals itself to the viewer. There is an “empty,” “blank” outside. The papers with thoughts on them lie next to each other and yet do not touch. They form a color harmony of paper colors and create an installation of many, but still stand alone and separate.
Worldwide, there are 44 miscarriages per minute. Forty-four letters from 44 affected women show the thoughts of one minute side by side as an image.
