It was autumn, I was waking up at 4 or 5 am and couldn’t sleep anymore. Too dark to stand up and the wandering mind wore me down. Somewhen i took a piece of clay and an apple and formed around it a face in the next hour. Like that, 39 faces originated. Sometimes i had a vision or a dream picture which were mirroring in the facial expression, but actually every face surprised me with its appearance. Did they occur because of my longing for pieceful sleep? Or did I create my guardians oder companions of my early morning hours?
work in progress, exhibition and installation on special occasion.