Armin Boehm

 at Harris Lieberman (Frieze Art Fair New York 2012)

Aliya, 2012

Aliya is the Jewish immigration to Israel. It comes from the verb lealot - to raise. You need to move when you feel that you don't belong to your current place. You have to raise above the deep roots that you have, because you are drying out(the trees). You have to overcome the burdens of  the journey (the desert behind the trees). Your previous experience and background will help you to establish in the new place (the small town near the mountains). The life there would not be easy, those are pretty dangerous mountains surrounding this small place.But when a man has an ideal, a dream, he can move everything, even mountains.

Uwe Henneken

at Galerie Gisela Capitain (Frieze Art Fair New York 2012)

Gehend, 2011

You see a pastoral : cute accurate fields, cute small village. Sun, blue sky, green grass - what could be more ideal? Then you see something you think it is confetti. But it turns out to be holes in your idealistic picture. The holes show what is there behind the mirage. It's soil, brown soil. It's hard work, mud and boredom.

Weekend Edition 10

Helen Frankenthaler at Habitually Chic

Nadir Rising

Orange. It's a tropical fruit. It makes you think about a small island in the ocean. It is a small parcel of land(pinkish pass in the upper right) in the middle of the infinite ocean. It is ideal, pink and seductive. There, the sea and the sky are of the same color.The sand is white with golden hue. Then you return to the reality(the grey stain in the upper center). You realize that it's not an ideal, it is idealized. And the only real thing is the orange in your hand.