homeflesh

video walk through of the virtual reality with sound, 2021

In the work homeflesh I circle and investigate a fabric of memories and dreams, a part of my autobiographical memory. I am interested in the multimedia nature of memory and the mythologization of the childhood through breaking of reality structures, into the surreal world of experience of the child‘s mind, in whose universe anything is possible - the telephone is a banana, the mother turns into an alien at night in order to call her alien home, pathological nosebleeds become a symbol of mortality, but also an umbilical cord connecting the generations.
With the help of different media, such as drawing, sculpture, text, sound, 2D-animation and a virtual reality enironment, I circle around this construct of memories to form it into a non-linear narrative, a poetic structure of image, sound and language, a private mythological contemplation.

Homeflesh, 2021, installation view «Wired Magic – Regionale 22», 2021, HEK (House of Electronic Arts), Photo: Franz Wamhof

(...) lying in bed, i wonder what my mother is doing on the sofa. in my mind‘s eye, i wander
back into the living room and witness a terrible transformation: she strips off her motherskin
like a suit. underneath, she‘s green and smooth and glassy and horrible. my mother, an
alien. my mother, a spy. my mother, a monster. i‘ve suspected it for a long time. she stretches
her long wrinkled green finger in the air and calls home. telephone.

we have forgotten about the blood, right?
I thought we have to put it in there with the
cut apple and the carpet lints.
oh, I thought they meant ketchup.
no, see, blood, preferably directly flowing
from the nose.
and don’t forget about the banana peel and
the itching powder right afterwards.
I don‘t think we have to follow a particular
order, do we?