mixed materials, concrete, engine, light
Every planet I add to our solar system is very different. The only similarity is the effect that each produces – an imbalance, a feeling of vertigo, a perceptual loss of identity. I believe that in this experience of disorientation you are a step closer to how things really are - beyond the subjective reality that the brain produces.
This experience of disorientation can at times be made stronger by building an encapsulated theatrical space completely detached from the outside. In Schwindel 1 (lets start to implement little errors, 2011, a spherical volume is slowly, nearly imperceptibly, rotating in space. It is the only thing illuminated. With all physical space blacked out, all sense of time and scale are lost. The visitor has no context or object to relate to, other than the planet.
Other times the planet produces a duality of experiences. In Planet 4 (Glasauge, 2011) scale is perceived simultaneously in two ways. Upon entering the exhibition space the visitor experiences the sober reality of the room. However, embedded in this banality something seems amiss, there is an error. The prosaic or commonplace scale of physical space is perceived in parallel with the unfiltered, anti-scale of the pure geometry of the planet.
In Arbeittischplanet (accidental accomplishment, 2013) realities overlap. Separated neither by physical compartmentalization nor by the creation of a separate visual field, the planet is integrated into the banal space of its surrounding. It exists inside the same self-evident physical situation as the visitor who is experiencing it. Positioned above a table that displays various everyday objects, the scale of the table and scale of the planet become intertwined and inseparable.