Tuchfühlung - Body Contact - What It Taught Me

When first seeing this toilet in an abandoned train station, I immediately had the idea of Eros, something erotical growing in this place. And the impulse of darkening it and at the same time investing it with the colour and smell of linseed oil, that are so attractive to me.
On the opening night strolling around I witnessed yet another reaction I had not foreseen, but grew very fond of. An acquaintance of an artist on seeing this space broke out into a hysterical gay laughter. Now judging from that, he also related some memories I had not anticipated. I love it ;)!

Tuchfühlung - Body Contact

I still fondly remember working on this piece of installation art. Packing the car with boards, a ladder, nails, hammer, paint and most important boiled linseed oil. What I did not realise was that the space was rather scarce for a ladder and I was quite relieved when I was low enough to nail the boards standing on the window sill. Luckily I managed though the plastering was going off and even more luckily no board crashed down on somebody's head during the exhibition.