When you were a child and you would count money
Group show at Galerie Gruppe Motto, Hamburg
pop arte povera
2024
PhotoS: Kristina KrögerWe all have to eat, from cradle to grave. We learn how to count, we unlearn how to count. How to trace our name or the names of our children on a dusty coat of a book, or to write it in the sand, on a shoreline, with our toe. Our teeth grow and fall out twice. In between we learn and forget a lot. Certain memories never let go of us, others distinctively do. What is the bass line of our learning and forgetting about how to tie shoelaces or to call a friend a ‘friend’?
