it says my name under a handful of personal work i have uploaded over time, you find it here or here for instance. but if you did not know it by now, chances are high i have never talked to you, let alone met you in person or got to know you in any other way – i preserve facebook for people, who meet that criteria. if you were to contact me non-anonymously, i’d be happy to share my instagram with you though.
not on a regular basis, but rather whenever i feel the need for some sort of balance.
yeah, that doesn’t make it sound any better … you see, i did experience some rather painful, perhaps even scarring or emotional damaging situations and episodes, but nothing which could not have been coped with by a little wound-licking, time, accounting with the past and forgiveness.
surely i can imagine what it could take to “break” someone, but i do not think it will happen to myself anytime soon, since i consider myself a rather stable person and am very blessed to know a handful of loving and caring human beings i could always turn to, when really in need. saying that i have been through “enough” may sound pretentious compared to what other people may have experienced during their lifetime, but by coping with certain situations i learned that the world is in constant movement, even if yourself, deeply hurt as you are, think it is not –– life goes on, really.
every scenario i am trying to imagine, which would be “spirit-tearing” - as you refer to it - is utterly ridiculous and full of irrational fears, i.e. the sudden death of all my beloved ones, and thus not really worth even thinking about.
to break someone is such a brutal expression that i am having difficulties relating to it — could you elaborate on what you meant by that?
well, i have considered that and used to run one with my significant other, on which we would upload bits and pieces of work, thoughts, processes, curiosities, … but personally i do not exactly feel the need to do so on a constant basis. to be honest, such a space dedicated entirely to my own work also fuels the desire to regularly feed it with content i am fully satisfied with, and i hardly ever am. i rather have them lying around my floor, stored in boxes and cupboards or pinned on my walls, so they have some space to breathe and grow on me –– or do the exact opposite.
adrian ghenie, alex kanevsky, käthe kollwitz, egon schiele, lee ufan, joseph beuys, matthew gamber, john coplans, rudolf stingel, jürgen klauke, gottfried helnwein, sally mann, francesca woodman, eikoh hosoe, arno fischer, brassaï, david maisel, phillipe halsman, marina abramović, bruce nauman, vito acconci, sigalit landau, günther brus, rudolf schwarzkogler, christoph schlingensief, gregor schneider, gordon matta-clark, franz erhard walther – more or less from the top of my mind.
although it is needless to say she is very gifted, browsing her portfolio did not exactly blow me away, but i enjoyed bits and bobs of it – her face in particular.
well, obviously there is no inherent point to life common to each and everyone of us, nor do i think it necessarily has to be something static. i rather believe it to be able to shift over time, perhaps be lost and found again and, alas, never to be found for some.
but having that said, yes, i do think there are plenty of points to being alive, uncountable in their amount even and countless sources to choose from, too. of course the reason for your existence is seated beyond yourself, you’re a product of coincidence or plain evolution, perhaps fortune or destiny as some may refer to it - i do not. regardless, one comes to this world without having asked for it and now it is up to them to fill that void of reason and purpose and overall lack of answers to a greater meaning to their existence. it is entirely up to you where to search for that, may it be religion, spirituality, philosophy, science, (…) or whether to deny it.
of course i wonder about your question often enough for myself, but i made it my personal choice not to worry about it. chances are very high i will never have a satisfying answer to it, but reality is that i am alive and i am trying to take in as much of it as possible.
every sane human being would agree with me on saying that there damn well was a point in martin luther king being alive, or che guevara, or shakespeare, or goethe, and it is up to you to add whoever to it, which is not to say the lives of those, who the majority of humanity has never heard of, were pointless - they most likely had an impact on someone and were very meaningful to some …
what i am trying to bring across is: yes, every life has a point to it, no matter its content and regardless of the life choices, when contemplated in the larger scale of things.
