The two-year investigation aims to achieve a higher sensibility towards socio-political conditions, interpersonal and intrapersonal connections, and the act of becoming fearless while remaining soft and permeable. The work is a container, encyclopedia, or archive for the excavation of ancient therapies, the queering of contemporary ones, a re-appropriating, a remixing, and a reformulating of therapies in order to care, to share, to disconnect. This expansive investigation includes intimate artist-to-artist overnight sessions in the Botanic Garden VU Amsterdam, a Useless Artist Disease , meditations for Wolfgang Schäuble, the master key to De Appel Arts Centre, a hacked heart-break, and a personal narrative about a journey into the world of healing.
Vera Hofmann
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Vera Hofmann is an innocent child, a displaced teenager, a Triple A advertising account manager, a satisfactory commission photographer, a long-time mourner, an underground techno DJ, a global native, a digital immigrant, a disobedient activist, a patient client, a hypercritic, a wounded healer, a cover polar bear, a useless artist and a dedicated lover who received a highly-acclaimed trauma from the MA in Fine Arts ‘Cure Master’ program at Sandberg Institute Amsterdam.
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MEDITATION FOR SCHÄUBLE
#action #last resort #greece
intro:
It is my third stay in Greece within the last three years and we are in the sixth year of the so-called Greek government-debt crisis. Summer 2015 is again a turbulent time for the EU, the Greek government and the people of Greece. Events are overturning, Prime Minister Tsipras holds the famous „OXI“ referendum, Minister of Finance Varoufakis resigns, Greek and Eurozone parliaments approve the bailout plans, the Greek cabinet is being reshuffled. The day I arrive I attend another of the uncountable demonstrations around Syntagma Square, the Central Square next to the Parliament. In the evening I witness the MP‘s vote for the prior actions required by the creditors on TV with a group of Tsipras supporters. The next day I attend the Democracy Rising conference with panel discussions and speeches, in the evening I am invited to a birthday party in a rich suburb. I find myself talking to all different kinds of people with a variety of backgrounds and political beliefs. I stay with a friend, a strongly opinionated clinical psychiatrist who I met 2 years ago. The living conditions and (mental) health states of the people have dramatically worsened since my last visit, the sentence that I hear the most this time is „...but we will survive“. Everybody is very interested in hearing the German side to the story from me as Angela Merkel and especially Wolfgang Schäuble (Minister of Finance) are the key figures in this powerplay. The coverage in German mass media is hair-raising and populist. Getting a sense of the situation on-site leaves me yet another time overwhelmed: stories, conditions, hopes, fears and faints, poverty all around, heat, debate, happiness, friendship, my government, my abundance, my political beliefs... I am sitting for hours in the back of the ferry to the island Paros with the sun shining on my pale face, I watch the waves the boat creates, the sound of the engine lulls me in. I process. Belgian kids run around, being disturbingly loud, each of them waving a Belgian flag in their hands. My French friend next to me shares the shame for our home countries in these moments.
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