MY TRASH IS NOISE AND MY PRECIOUS PIECE OF NATURE IS HONEY. SOME IMAGES TO SHOW THE BUILD-UP TO THE FINAL RESULT.
5. SEMESTER STUDIO HOVESTADT - INDIVIDUAL WORK
A DRAMA WITH SECTIONS TO GET THE IDEA MORE STABLE
ENTRANCE
THE CITY OF NEW YORK BUZZES IN FRONT OF THE STORE.
EVERY COSTUMER BRINGS THEIR LAST 24 HOURS INTO THE SHOPAS THE DOOR STEPS TO THE SIDE.
A WHITE MARBLE PATH FORMS A LINE WHILE UNTOUCHED PEBBLE ACCOMPANIES IT.
A BREEZE POINTS TO THE OTHER END OF THE AISLE, THE TIP OF THE ARROW.
THE CORRIDOR STARTS TO GET MORE STRESSED CLOSER TO THE OPENING
TO ASSURE FLAVOUR THE PROCEDURE STARTS
SIGHT
THE ROOM REFUSES TO STAY CALM.
THE CURTAINS SHIVERS AS WHEIGT SHIFTS SIDES.
THE LIGHT RUNS INTO DISORDER.
UnintentionallY AN IRON GRID EMERGES FREQUENTLY AND REVEALS THE ORIGIN OF WIND.
YELLOW POLLEN DANCES THROUGH THE ROOM.
A DOOR AT THE OTHER END IGNORES SMALL GESTURES
SOUND
WITH THE DEFEAT OF THE DOOR THE BUZZING THE BUZZING OF THE AUTOMATED LUNG SOUNDS FROM BENEATH.
THE CORNER FACES THE SOUND AND FORMS THE AUDIENCE.
IT MUTES THE LUNG.
NOW THE BEES ON THE CEILING TAKE THE STAGE WHILE THEY REFRESH WITH NECTAR.
A BREEZE FLOWS CHANNELED IN-BETWEEN THE WALLS TOWARDS THE NEXT ROOM.
TOUCH
THE HEAVY CURTAIN GIVES WAY TO BIG MOVEMENT.
SILENCE UNCOVERS THE TUBE.
A WAX COAT GREETS EVERYTHING NEW.
THE ROOM DOES NAVIGATE.
BITS OF WAX HINDER FROM GOING OFF TRACK.
UNDER PRESSURE THE DOOR AT THE END OF THE HOSE SLIDES TO THE SIDE AND SCRAPES THE WALL BEHIND IT.
SMELL
AIR CIRCULATES HEAVILY.
IT ENTERS AND LEAVES THROUGH SLIDES WITHIN THE WALL.
THE ROOM LEAVES NO TRACE IN THE AIR.
THE FLOWERBED REFUSES TO SHOW AROMA.
ALONE, THE SMELL OF THE COSTUMER FILLS THE AIR.
THE SWEAT OF THE CLIMB AND THE LAST IMPRESSIONS.
BLOOD
THE NEW ROOM OFFERS cleanliness.
WARM WATER FILLS THE POOL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM.
THE WATER IN THE GLASS COOLS DOWN.
THE SEAT GIVES WAY TO PRESSURE.
THE BLOOD LEAVES THE BODY INTO THE POOL.
DATA SPREADS AND FEEDS WITH INFORMATION.
AFTER TIME PROCEEDS THE DOOR OPENS.
TASTE
THE SPRING IN THE MIDDLE CARRIES A SMALL JAR.
IT CARRIES THE RESULT OF THE DAY - THE RESULT OF THE analysis.
HONEY DRIPS DOWN THE FOUNTAIN.
IT SMELLS AND TASTES EMPTY.
ONLY THE HONEY IN THE JAR GIVES FULFILMENT.
NEXT TO THE ENTRANCE WAITS THE EXIT.
CORRIDOR
A LONG CORRIDOR LEADS TO THE LIGHT.
ADDITIONAL LIGHT SLICES THE FLOOR TO BITS.
THE FLOOR GRABS AND RELEASES FOOTWEAR.
THE DOOR OPENS WITHOUT SUPPORT.
SECOND TASTE
A ROUND TABLE BLOCKS THE WAY.
ICE-CREAM HOLDS ON TO ITS LIFE - TEMPORARY EXISTENCE.
IT OFFERS THE REST OF THE SPECTRUM.
THE REST A DAY GIVES.
THE STEEL MEMBRANE BREATHES THE AIR OF THE CITY.
THE METAL END OPENS LOUDLY.
THE CITY OF NEW YORK BUZZES IN FRONT OF THE STORE