
markus keibel, linie (20 parts), ⌀ 370 cm, 2022

isabel kerkermeier, auf zwei beinen, 310 x 244 x 10 cm, 2015

volker ries, untitled, 41 x 47 x 63 cm, 1992

iir_room_02
there might be some
sense in knocking
markus keibel
isabel kerkermeier
volker ries
september 29, 2023
oranienstrasse 186, berlin
sly fumes, creeping around the trees in the morning after the storm, bear little witness to the power tugging hard at crowns during nighttime. moments later the sun sinks the forest into oppressive sultriness. rain, mist, humidity, clouds, rain – an everlasting circuit and tune of becoming and passing. everything flows calling blur an awesome source of artistic engagement. wherever the origin and aim of this practise may be stashed, the not-yet-quite-being and not-anymore-being converge in an intriguing manner, eventually. this captured, abstracted circulation-instant marks the nexus around which the three artists presented here turn.
while isabel kerkermeier’s delicate dismantling of found advertising banners reduce their former function to merge into a new, indipendant aesthetic, volker ries opts for the opposite practice. his works, although promising a certain functionality, are inoperable on closer examination, or else, form and function appear as fragments of a larger, no-longer- or not-yet-existing context of meaning. furthermore, markus keibel’s work circulates in both directions. transformation and metamorphosis are the essential principles of his modus operandi – thus playing with the manifested voids of his peers.
confidence in an unbroken artistic joy of discovery yields the very space in which vision, decay, achievement or loss of practicability form the incessant drive to move, thus giving the status quo the finger.
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markus keibel, linie (20 parts), ⌀ 370 cm, 2022

isabel kerkermeier, auf zwei beinen, 310 x 244 x 10 cm, 2015

volker ries, untitled, 41 x 47 x 63 cm, 1992

iir_room_02
markus keibel
isabell kerkermeier
volker ries
september 29, 2023
oranienstrasse 186, berlin
sly fumes, creeping around the trees in the morning after the storm, bear little witness to the power tugging hard at crowns during nighttime. moments later the sun sinks the forest into oppressive sultriness. rain, mist, humidity, clouds, rain – an everlasting circuit and tune of becoming and passing. everything flows calling blur an awesome source of artistic engagement. wherever the origin and aim of this practise may be stashed, the not-yet-quite-being and not-anymore-being converge in an intriguing manner, eventually. this captured, abstracted circulation-instant marks the nexus around which the three artists presented here turn.
while isabel kerkermeier’s delicate dismantling of found advertising banners reduce their former function to merge into a new, indipendant aesthetic, volker ries opts for the opposite practice. his works, although promising a certain functionality, are inoperable on closer examination, or else, form and function appear as fragments of a larger, no-longer- or not-yet-existing context of meaning. furthermore, markus keibel’s work circulates in both directions. transformation and metamorphosis are the essential principles of his modus operandi – thus playing with the manifested voids of his peers.
confidence in an unbroken artistic joy of discovery yields the very space in which vision, decay, achievement or loss of practicability form the incessant drive to move, thus giving the status quo the finger.