I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED ART

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Growing up in a small Bavarian village, my parents would sometimes take me to exhibitions in the city and whenever I was exposed to art, especially contemporary art, I felt the power it had to change my perception and to open my mind. Its daring, rule-breaking, outside-the-box-thinking signals made me want to become an artist as well.

After thoroughly studying and practicing the Fine Arts I dived head first into the art of Self-discovery. I undertook years of devotional sadhana following a female lineage of yoginis from the northern Kali Kula, 5Rhythms movement medicine, Shamanism, psychotherapy, breathwork, silent meditation, body work and sweat lodge to name a few.

The gateways I had to walk through in pursuit of truth were humbling at the least. I found that when a transformational experience isn’t denied but integrated, it can open up a whole ‘new life’.

This change on the inside is what makes the world look a different place and its inhabitants different creatures.

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My mission is to bring beauty and connection to the world through creative expression, rituals and collective events.

I weave my knowledge of sculpture and visual art with ancient sacred practices as well as my own direct experience. I aim to re-introduce almost forgotten knowledge from the fringes as well as to re-kindle communication with the natural world (ourselves and each other included).

I believe that we can repair lost connections and find peace but we can’t do it each on their own! We need each other’s help to see clearly.

  • For a very long time I was very careful to keep things separate. The cool stuff aka contemporary art and my other ‘whacky’ interests in transformational practices that would make any serious art person roll their eyes and run a mile. (At least that is what I believed).

    Truth is, that separation had made me unhappy. It was as if only half of me was allowed to live. What was the point of producing more cool stuff that didn’t mean anything when the world was full of that already? And where was place for my desire to really connect with myself and the bigger picture of life?

    I remember the time when I allowed myself to try out everything liberating and outside of my comfort zone, that pulled my interest. Without judgement, just for the experience.

    I was singing my heart out in a language that I didn’t understand, dancing my naked truth with people I had never met before, shaking, hugging and rolling around on the floor during an active Osho meditation, sober raving at 3am in the morning in East London, offering rose petals to a fellow goddess during a Kali puja, walking all night in a dark forest until the first bird started to sing as the sun rose, and so on.

    IT WAS SO MUCH FUN. IT MADE ME FEEL SO ALIVE.

    WHY HAD I LET MYSELF GET CONDITIONED INTO BELIEVING IT WAS EMBARRASSING?

    Once I had repaired the lost connections, everything changed, including my art. There was an excitement about life and an uncompromising I-do-what-I-want attitude.

    Now there is no division between the world of the unseen and the world of art as both are connected to this mysterious deep flow of inspiration and information.

    For me it is the same well! The subconscious and beyond.

    Whatever authentic means to you, are you hiding or celebrating it?

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