Hard – Lines – Fairytales

Isabell Fein, Jens Braun, Istihar Kalach

Info: When the pandemic struck, we were lost. Slowly getting drained by the ever lasting maelstrom of thought. Perpetual motion towards an uncertain trail of thoughts. But then a glimmer of hope started shining on the horizon. We gathered energy from the small waves of light climbing the mountains, flowing through the valley. The light felt slow. First the forests got a little bit brighter, allowing us to breathe. Then the small river got a little bit warmer, allowing us to rest. What felt like an eternity of imprisonment was finally breaking away. The eternal slumber – like in a fairytale – but different. We got not cursed, no charming heroine came to our rescue. Just the slow light, warming our thoughts – drenching us – holding us with imaginary arms. A welcoming embrace. (…) Curated by Saskia Höfler-Hohengarten for KubaParis.