Wings of fire
A ball of red wool guided me on my way. I go home without shoes. (…)
sundays
was immer ich nicht weiß
bewahre ich mir
– gedicht –
Backgrounds
… Und je mehr ich versuche, für mein “lyrisches Glaubensbekenntnis” Worte zu finden, die einer Berührung ähneln, umso deutlicher merke ich, dass ich dafür nicht an den Engeln vorbei komme. Es wird also seine Gründe haben, warum die Hände der Boten eine so wichtige Bedeutung tragen.
Dance workshop “Entangelments – Gestures in Movement”
The Fraktalwerk project space is hosting the dance workshop “Entangelments – Gestures in Motion” as part of its current Cultural Capital micro-project in March 2022.
Art meets angels (1)
Only the context in which they stand identifies them as angels: The first trench angels are men without wings, so human that they are indistinguishable from mortals.
Short story, long way
One day I arrived at an unknown house,I was travelling and as in every journey one does not know wellhow it will goand sometimes where […]
salesia
aber sprich nur ein wort
so wird meine seele gesund
– gedicht –
angel woman
wie kann man so singen
und dabei mensch sein
– gedicht –
Angel of Time
Tempus fugit – time flies. When artists put their concept of time into the picture in allegorical representations, they combine familiar symbols of time (such as the hourglass) […]
Coming soon: Start photo contest “Messages of the angels
As part of an Open Call for our Fraktalwerk Photo Competition 2022, we invite you to send us photos on the theme of “Messages from Angels”.