fck tempus fugit

We pass away against the background of eternity. In waiting we follow the timeless. In the timelessness comes the silence. Now the ecstasy shows itself in the things … untouched, fresh ground … remember Courbet …

Three stones, from the cemetery wall are gold-plated. The stones float in black milk – an oxymoron that speaks to ontological paradox. The black milk is poured into a low basin in the shape of a Pascal’s triangle. Acoustically, the order is indicated with thunder, which temporally follows the Fibonacci series as reverb.


fck tempus fugit @ stwst48 mediaart festival 2021 in coop with ars electronica.