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The screen, a wooden tablet covered with phosphorus, becomes near endlessly filled with light - and reflects it again in the dark. The video projector projects no information, rather the screen itself saves the information of light. The image remains absent in a tragic comic way. The other side of the free hanging screen appears in the dark through backlight of the flood lamps. Two Sine waves careen, in a mathmatic succession of paradoxical tone-pitches from Shepard, by which a seemingly continuous scale descends, the two tones cross over an into each other receding in opposite directions. The idea of a beginning and an end, extreme opposites and progression, becomes replaced through rotating illusion. Any sort of image remains, regardless of the deliberately constructed, continuously ascending expectation, absent. The installation is inherently a socio-cultural pdychogramm and indicates a running stand still, which through its ironic breaking down of a medical illusion shows an unnerving state of condition and threshold of fear, thereby, establishing the origin of the series ,Mirage (Concrete Garden)’. Translation: Timothy Shearer