Björn Heyn's works show still-life-ish motifs and familiar everyday scenes. Rich in color and often very humorous, they open up a perspective on the world. The collaged reflections of reality continuously anchor the works in the present and refer to the artist's intuitive yet emergent way of working. Björn Heyn's artistic practice makes playful use of different media and simultaneously creates a continuum among them.

Björn Heyn's works show still-life-ish motifs and familiar everyday scenes. Rich in color and often very humorous, they open up a perspective on the world. The collaged reflections of reality continuously anchor the works in the present and refer to the artist's intuitive yet emergent way of working. Björn Heyn's artistic practice makes playful use of different media and simultaneously creates a continuum among them.

Björn Heyn's works show still-life-ish motifs and familiar everyday scenes. Rich in color and often very humorous, they open up a perspective on the world. The collaged reflections of reality continuously anchor the works in the present and refer to the artist's intuitive yet emergent way of working. Björn Heyn's artistic practice makes playful use of different media and simultaneously creates a continuum among them.

Kevin Lüdicke's artistic practice moves between painting and sculptural works.

His paintings open up pictorial spaces between reality and invention as well as order and dissolution.

In spatial compositions, precise figurative structures meet abstract elements and create the narration of real circumstances in a surreal world. By combining illustrative and painterly work, Kevin Lüdicke invents unexpectedly familiar atmospheres and allows situations and experiences to overlap.

In his sculptural works, he deals with fountains and water fountains. These vivid installations interrupt the familiar and invite us to experience them together. As poetic disruptions, places of encounter are created and technical complexity is shown in effortless appearance.

"(...) I hope the birds return. I hope for the return of the seasons. I hope for summer. I hope for the old people in the city. I hope for a conversation. I hope for the city as the greatest work of art of our civilization. I hope for a day and a night. I hope for looking beyond the rim of the plate and further still. A hoping for hopeful days. A moment of: (EPILOGUE) LINGER A WHILE. Just a little longer. Until I have strength again. Until I can see again, the beauty of this city, and of the people and animals. And the sky, which ceaselessly crashes down upon us and bursts at the edges, only to stretch itself over us once more. And I wish for myself: a morning and an evening. And a time for us. LOVE in the evening and love in the morning. Longingly, I think of love in the morning. Was it not, by far, more beautiful than love in the evening?( ...)"

Text: Jan Koslowski

"(...) I hope the birds return. I hope for the return of the seasons. I hope for summer. I hope for the old people in the city. I hope for a conversation. I hope for the city as the greatest work of art of our civilization. I hope for a day and a night. I hope for looking beyond the rim of the plate and further still. A hoping for hopeful days. A moment of: (EPILOGUE) LINGER A WHILE. Just a little longer. Until I have strength again. Until I can see again, the beauty of this city, and of the people and animals. And the sky, which ceaselessly crashes down upon us and bursts at the edges, only to stretch itself over us once more. And I wish for myself: a morning and an evening. And a time for us. LOVE in the evening and love in the morning. Longingly, I think of love in the morning. Was it not, by far, more beautiful than love in the evening?( ...)"

Text: Jan Koslowski