Lived responsibility
"The law is only worth as much as we are prepared to live by it."
Humanitarian rights arose from suffering, memories of pain, violence and loss. They are intended to protect us, help us be part of society and support us in situations where we need help. They are intended to ensure humanity. Having rights does not free us from our responsibility. We are all valuable members of our society. We are responsible for seeing and listening to every human being. Dignity means treating our fellow human beings with respect, accepting them and treating them with kindness. The way we treat each other expresses how we live our rights. If we do not live up to our responsibility to society, our rights become meaningless. Society loses its footing. We begin to polarise, to condemn and remain alone in our pain. It starts with small conflicts until we end up in war. War arises where human rights are relativised, ignored or played off against each other.
GG § Article 1, GG § Article 2, GG § Article 3, GG § Article 4, GG § Article 5,
SGB I §10
SGB VIII § 1, SGB VIII § 16
KKG § 1
The reference to these articles of the Basic Law and the aforementioned laws is an expression of my own legal and ethical position. As an artist living in Germany and working in the field of social sculpture, I anchor my work in the principles of dignity, protection and humanity that apply here.
Year: 05/2024
Dimensions: 80 × 73 × 2 cm (H × W × D)
Material: Mixed media on cardboard, processed metal frame with glass
GG § Article 1, GG § Article 2, GG § Article 3, GG § Article 4, GG § Article 5,
SGB I §10
SGB VIII § 1, SGB VIII § 16
KKG § 1
The reference to these articles of the Basic Law and the aforementioned laws is an expression of my own legal and ethical position. As an artist living in Germany and working in the field of social sculpture, I anchor my work in the principles of dignity, protection and humanity that apply here.
Year: 05/2024
Dimensions: 80 × 73 × 2 cm (H × W × D)
Material: Mixed media on cardboard, processed metal frame with glass
I’m sitting on the banks of the Elbe with a friend. The sun was shining and the beach was full of people and children playing in the sand and by the water. I watched them whilst I talked about my ideas on art and my inner world.
He looked at me thoughtfully and said: “I know you’re not like other people. You sometimes make things too difficult for yourself. How are others supposed to understand you? You jump back and forth between topics, draw on different fields of knowledge, extract insights from them and recombine them in new ways. You work on different levels and in mental spaces that only you really have a grasp of. If you want to be understood, you need a clear framework and a common thread that others can pick up on. It must give them a way into your world.”
Frustrated, I looked down at the ground and played with the sand between my hands. I looked at him and said, “Well then, I’ll just have to get creative and find a solution!”
He looked at me thoughtfully and said: “I know you’re not like other people. You sometimes make things too difficult for yourself. How are others supposed to understand you? You jump back and forth between topics, draw on different fields of knowledge, extract insights from them and recombine them in new ways. You work on different levels and in mental spaces that only you really have a grasp of. If you want to be understood, you need a clear framework and a common thread that others can pick up on. It must give them a way into your world.”
Frustrated, I looked down at the ground and played with the sand between my hands. I looked at him and said, “Well then, I’ll just have to get creative and find a solution!”