There is a remaining part of the Berlin Wall in the Mauer Park, district of Prenzlauerberg. For decades graffiti artists have colored this historic piece of concrete, trying to turn something horrible into beauty. They can. Tireless, they express all sorts of questions with shapes and colors.
From time to time, the overlapping layers of paint begin to weigh and collapse. The shells, which bring years of history, are unique and multicolored.
My prying eyes did not let these details pass. Fascinated by the diversity, culture, and history of the city where she has lived since 2011, I photograph the everyday landscapes of the German capital every day. Attracted by the colors and textures, I began to photograph these small pieces of wall that are no longer.
I use the photos of the Berlin wall splinters as background for my drawings. I make cuts and digital collages contrasting the brutality of the concept that the wall transmits, the infinite colors, the feminine power and the delicacy of the animals in my own way.
I hate the Berlin Wall for all it represents in history, for the suffering it inflicted on so many people, for the deaths, for ignorance, for brutality and arrogance. But I love the bits of it, so colorful, so inspiring, so delicate.
Berlin does that to me.
And I think it’s great. Take a look at the result.
For decades graffiti artists have colored the Berlin Wall and from time to time, the overlapping layers of paint begin to weigh and collapse
Attracted by the colours and textures, I began to photograph these small pieces of wall. I use the photos of the Berlin wall splinters as background for my drawings
I make cuts and digital collages contrasting the brutality of the concept that the wall transmits, the infinite colours, the feminine power and the delicacy of the animals in my own way
