5/23/2015

"The Other" - Tettix Art Gallery Thessaloniki, Greece - March 28th, 2015



My Other Self
photo, 20 x 30 cm
digital print
2015

A long time ago, when this photo was taken, I was dreaming about traveling to Greece. It never happened, not even now… I created these works starting from this old photo of mine and I sent them to Greece. When "My Other Self" arrived in Thessaloniki it felt a little like being there...


SOLO SHOW: "Roots" - Stefan Jäger Museum Jimbolia, Romania - March 14th to May 25th, 2015


The exhibition was organized by the Museum Stefan Jäger in Jimbolia as part of a commemorative event dedicated to the German population in Romania who was deported to forced labor camps to Russia, in January 1945. Since both my grandparents have been deported to Russia and I have worked on a project about the history of our family the Museum invited me to present my works and to tell our story. Most of the works have already been presented in my solo show at the Helios Gallery in 2013.


         "Roots" is the story of my family from Tomnatic (Triebswetter) with roots in the French Lorraine and the German Schwarzwald of the 18th century. A history reconstructed from photographs, documents and letters found in an old box which I did not have the strength to open for many years. A late but absolutely overwhelming understanding of what "leaving", "separation", "uprooting" really means. The deportations of my grandparents to Russia, of my  great-grandparents to the Baragan, of my father to the Canal. The duplication which you have to go through when you are forced to live as dictated by HISTORY. But an equally deep understanding that you can return "home" even if there is no home waiting for you, that the power of faith and the survival of the Spirit will save you even when History seems to have taken you away every chance.  

An important component of this project was to send works all over the world, enabling the characters and their stories to travel freely, for the first time. So far works from this project have been presented in exhibitions in Romania (Timisoara, Iasi) or selected in competitions and international events (Rignac/ France, Evora/ Portugal, Madrid and the Canary Islands/ Spain, Klaipeda/ Lithuania, Lousã and Candal/ Portugal, Denton (TX)/ USA, Budapest/ Hungary, Thessaloniki and Veria/ Greece).


Family Tree, The Family, The History
digital print, 100 x 70 cm

Roots









Roots
digital print, 18 x 24 cm and 40 x 50 cm

Roots up to the Sky       
        About my grandfather Ioan Nicolae Renard I knew almost nothing. The only information I had was a photo and a sentence of the court declaring his death on 01.24.1946, at the labor camp nr.1651 in Ufalo/ Russia.
         One morning, a few months ago, I was thinking of him again. That he was probably mistakenly put on the list of 68,000 persons of German origin which were deported to Russia in January 1945, although he was of French nationality. And that he probably died of hunger, cold, exhaustion, helplessness.
        Suddenly, in the middle of my thoughts, a bird powerfully hit the window. I had never experienced something like this before and I wondered if it might be true that birds are messengers of Heaven. The same evening I received absolutely unexpected information about him ... I was told that actually, in that camp, my grandfather committed suicide.
Roots up to the Sky
digital print 40 x 50 cm

Dream Catcher
       The Yalta Treaty in February 1945 which put Romania under Soviet influence has dramatically changed the country's history and fate of many families. In 1945, at age 35, my maternal grandfather was deported to Russia along with his brother, his sister and other 68,000 people. A few days after he turned 43, my paternal grandfather committed suicide in labor camp nr.1651 in Ufalo/ Russia. In 1951, my great-grandfather and great-grandmother were 68 and 66 years old when they were deported to the Baragan, along with 40,320 other people, being forced to live in a hole dug in the ground. At 18 my father was sentenced to four years hard labor on the Danube–Black Sea Canal, where nearly 100,000 other people served many years for imaginary guilts. At 19, my mother was expelled from University, like many others in those days. Stories of life told in one phrase. But a phrase heavy as the world itself... or as an endless forest where you don’t feel tour roots anymore and you don't see the sky.



Dream Catcher
digital print 100 x 70 cm

Duplication




Duplication
digital print, 70 x 40 cm

 Farewell. Forever.
          
March 18, 1955
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        My grandmother Aurelia Prinz says Farewell to her father, Dominic Haman. Recently returned to Tomnatic after four years of deportation to the Baragan, with their house, factory and land confiscated, my great-grandparents were forced to leave Romania permanently. Although my great-grandfather lived until 1964, my grandmother was never allowed to see him again.

Farewell. Forever.
digital print, 100 x 70 cm
         Selected for the 41st edition of the Premio Internacional de Arte Grafico Carmen Arozena 2013 from Spain. Exhibited at the gallery Brita Prinz Arte in Madrid (what an extraordinary name coincidence!) in October 2013 and at the Palacio Casa Salazar of Santa Cruz from Palma/ Canary Islands in November 2013.


From Russia, with Love
             My grandmother carefully preserved all the letters my grandfather sent her from Russia in a wooden box with a painted lid. I had a hard time deciding if I could dare to read thoughts definitely not addressed to me or if they needed to remain forever closed in that box. I found a letter of encouragement addressed to my grandmother, hastily written on the day of his deportation to Russia; postcards with the ink already faded away but with the "censored" stamp still intense as in the first day; a photo from the camp, where only the eyes remained alive in my grandfather once so handsome; a letter on a parchment so thin that the letters on one side and the other overlapped in a new script, almost incomprehensible; small pieces of paper sewn to each other, to hold as many words as possible. I learned that in Russian "skoro domoi" means "going home soon" and that these words were always pronounced in the hope that one day this will really happen. And I understood that, at some point, the hardest thing in life can be to find a piece of paper to write home.

From Russia, with Love
digital print, 150 x 35 cm
Notre Père
 

Notre Père

digital print, 50 x 50 cm 

 

Works selected and presented at the International Project of Callygraphy & Art of Penmanship - Callygraphy & New Medias in Klaipeda / Lithuania, in September 2013.

 

  

Notre Père, Vaterunser, Miatyánk, Tatăl Nostru, Pai Nosso (the Lord's Prayer)
           My mother remembers that when she was a child, in Tomnatic the Lord's Prayer was still recited in  French. It was also recited in German, and Hungarian, and Romanian ... but those who felt their roots still alive in the Lorraine of the 18th century had it ancestrally placed it in their souls in French. They left the Lorraine in 1770 hoping for a better life in Banat. They definitely marked a place on the map and they were brutally marked by history. They have come a long way… as a hundred lives ... And the thought of HOME to which you will finally return helps you detach from the body that lives in a hole dug in the ground, pushes wagons in a mine coal, digs the canal, dies of homesickness, or simply dies. It helps you detach from the body and immerse yourself in your Spirit and recite the Lord's Prayer in French, in German, in Romanian. But it really does not matter in what language you say the words... the important thing is that it saves you. Wherever you are.
  

Notre Père

digital print, 100 x 70 cm 

 

          The works in Romanian were shown at the exhibition The Cross at the Golia Monastery in Iasi/ Romania, in October 2013. The ones in French were selected and presented at the International Project of Callygraphy & Art of Penmanship - Callygraphy & New Medias in Klaipeda / Lithuania, in September 2013.
           The works in Portuguese were created in memory of my father who wanted very much to see Portugal but died shortly before the trip. They were exhibited in Portugal, in the streets of Candal and distributed to the people in Lousã, as part of the Papergirl Portugal project in September 2013.

Images from the exhibition:



           

          

Each visitor was invited to choose and take home one of the works from the group The Lord's Prayer.

 

         

 

         

 

       

 

The entire event has been broadcasted by the Local Television Jimbolia:
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