Ballerina – the ephemeral one
Finally the time has come, I can open my eyes again…
As one of the Gaias, I show myself with considerable size, statics and shape, but where do I come from?
With blurred thoughts of cheering people, my memories begin at the end of the 1980s in Berlin. What strange creatures are eyeing me? She is fascinated by my style and I often recognize her desire for progress and modernity. Once even my beautiful hat was stolen, when I tried to show my displeasure about this action I just froze with anger, what should I do but a simple mannequin?
The harmony of the reunion and my cozy fashion store could not last long and so I was sold to a second-hand saleswoman. Here I experienced the most beautiful time before my metamorphosis. The selection of clothes was fantastic, colorful and sometimes very shrill. I still remember an extremely attractive male mannequin, the name of which remains my secret for now. He was the love of my life and we did very crazy things every night when people were sleeping.
One day we dressed up, He was me and I was Him. We danced inspired by our quality of immortality, we just didn’t care about anything, because there was only us and beautiful clothes. But then, I’m not sure exactly how it happened, He stumbled against the glass pane and my tragedy was perfect. He was simply gone. I couldn’t hold him, I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t run, he was just gone and all I could do was the horror of his look and his outstretched arm that disappeared from my field of vision in the rain of shards.
The dreariness accompanied me from then on. The clothes and colors, no matter how bright and bright they were, became irrelevant to me and the meaninglessness of my earthly being became my strongest ally. Even the cheering people of a special sporting event for women in 2005 could not lift my spirits. It came as it had to come and I was gathering dust in a musty basement due to my increasing damage.
From time to time mice, spiders or other small animals tickled me and I was able to find my peace and inner peace after all these years. Once a mosquito bent its sting on me, that was funny and I felt something like joy again for a long time. Tentatively, as every year, the still shy spring showed itself on that memorable day with the first warm rays of sunshine through the spider-woven cellar window. I heard keys, the running of two people and my name. Before I knew it, my damaged body was collected.
The sun allowed my eyes only a fleeting blink on the journey, but I felt an approaching significant change in my nature. Far from conscious change, I resisted my transformation for far too long, but when I opened my eyes after completion, I knew I could dance for all eternity. I may dance forever with that love which nourishes the hope of a reunion.
… A heartfelt thank you to my creator, Johnny Donnaray, for this transformation
Minerva noctua
This is part 1 of 3 in the series „Beak“. As a symbol for our ability to communicate.
I can explain myself to you, but some think they know me. Yet the human spirit has always shaped my being. I was rooted in wisdom, but I was carried away, farther than discord, much further than harm, and ultimately into the oblivion of modern times. My nature has always been very easy to understand, so please be patient. For I will answer all questions…
…in retrospect.
Alektryon
This is part 2 of 3 in the series „Beak“. As a symbol for our ability to communicate.
I actually had an important task, but the temptation of sleep proved stronger. As compensation, the sun punished me with this form in which I now spend my life. All I wanted to do was be kind to Ares.
Phometheus & Ephimetheus
This is part 3 of 3 in the series „Beak“. As a symbol for our ability to communicate.
As a Titan, I was always tired of my godfather and liked to show it off. Unfortunately, my lack of appreciation brought me a long wasteland in the Caucasus Mountains. My sister took care of my pardon and as a result I formed a Brother the man with his shortcomings. My participant in the work of creation Brother, Epimetheus (the unwise „after-thinker“) took us through Pandoras Seduction, great calamity.
Even in antiquity, the fate of Prometheus was an impressive literary subject. In modern times, he stands as a symbolic figure for the scientific and technical Progress and the increasing domination of man over nature. Critics of civilization consider the „Promethian“ impulse to be ambivalent or questionable and problematize man’s urge to be as unlimited, god-like as possible
Power.
Panorama – the haughty one
Look at me… because I am perfect!
She is still receiving the last signals from her sisters, blurred and unaware, but she continues to fly towards the sun, away from our planet, off the ground, with a snail shell in her left hand. Fidgeting and raging, she tries to touch the ground with the tip of her toes, but she can’t feel it. She doesn’t want to be without wings, no matter how much she wanted to, she will always be something better, even if she should be like her sisters.
As the second piece of the puzzle in this triptych, Panorama shows perfection. She is superior to nature and animals, has all the relevant means and possibilities, and uses the resources of her planet exclusively for herself! Of course she can return to the ground, but that means giving up and she doesn’t like that.
Gaia – the first
a work of art with history…
…I was born at the end of the sixties and was able to work for a larger clothing store. Here I was dressed in the most beautiful clothes and gained the admiration of many people. The hustle and bustle and the great attention around me and my clothes were simply magical. What I remember as particularly exciting were the shrill colors and the short skirts…
…at the beginning of the 80s things became a bit quieter around me and my clothes, and the fashion also became a bit strange. I just didn’t like the patent skirts and ruffled blouses that much and a few of my friends occasionally swapped them out. In the icy February of 1987 I was given a huge shock. The fitting of the new spring collection went as usual and we all knew what to do when suddenly a new employee accidentally knocked me over while decorating another mannequin. The case lasted what felt like a quarter of an hour…
…when I woke up I found myself in a different place. The woman didn’t even apologize. Suddenly everything was so dark, cold and full of lovelessness. When I took a closer look at myself, I noticed various scratches and I was also missing three fingers. It suddenly became so hopeless, sad and lasted for several years. In my loneliness I had lost all hope of improvement, but things turned out differently. I think it was in 1994 when several men suddenly cleared out the warehouse of the old dolls. most of us were discarded. Her injuries were just too bad. I, on the other hand, was picked up by the same employee who had accidentally knocked me over…
…I was able to be part of this family for several years. Even though the fashion was a bit inconsistent, I felt very comfortable. I was able to live a peaceful life here and, apart from two arguments with Lumpi, the family dog, I was doing very well. For my daughter’s 16th birthday, I was given away to her and celebrated my fortieth birthday. It was a crazy time and I actually didn’t want to know anything about my new boss’s teenage problems. A few years later she had a boyfriend and unfortunately I had to move out of there…
…One of the quietest phases of my life began in 2012 when the family put me in their garden. Here I became very clearly aware of the emergence, blossoming and decay as part of life. Funnily enough, I was allowed to keep my daughter’s diving suit on and didn’t feel naked. So I looked down and noticed that my time seemed to be running out. I lost one hand at some point and there were only three fingers left on the other. Cracks, scratches and marks covered my body and I felt my own withering…
…suddenly there was a rumble, I’m now being disposed of! The garden gate opens and a young man quickly collected me. We drove in his car for a few hours and the journey seemed forever. Nature flew past us and I had no fear of what awaited me. I still vaguely remember the music, it was a good mix and I just felt gratitude for these last hours…
…After every end comes a beginning and the next few weeks were very painful, but worth it. I have grown, like a deity, an image of passing and arising and I live on. Balanced and yet so solidly built. I dance lightly and look forward to a promising future. I may be around 60 years old now, but I feel timeless. Thank you for being able to experience everything, thank you for this metamorphosis, thank you to my artist Johnny Donnaray, he would like to set an example of sustainability with me and thank you for giving me a brief moment of your attention.
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Hans Carl von Carlowitz
Hans Carl von Carlowitz was a German cameralist, royal Polish and Electoral Saxon Chamber and Mining Councillor as well as Chief Mining Captain of the Ore Mountains. He wrote with the Sylvicultura oeconomica, or haußwirthliche Nachricht und Naturmäßige Instruction on Wild Tree Breeding (1713), the first completed work on forestry and is considered the main creator of the forestry concept of sustainability.
This work is dedicated to the three-hundred-year-old knowledge of sustainability.
Artemis – a companion for Gaia
At the customer’s request, a companion with protective properties was designed for Gaia. For mythological reasons, one of the most powerful creatures in the forest should be chosen – The Deer. The young and surrealistic appearance illustrates the Gaias‘ solution to time and space.
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Eibe – the humble one
Can you remember me? Do you recognize my age? Nature created me and I once lived in an all-encompassing harmony with her. I was a part of her and no one could have ever imagined what was going on down here on earth. Now I look up at my sisters… I can’t run… I can’t fly… I can’t jump. Enough restrictions to be sad for life. However, I am different, I still have a conscience towards our flora and fauna. I also enjoy my care for our nature.
Johnny Donnaray 