“So when you launch an idea for a fantasy or a theme or an image to the world, it has this tremendous career that you can’t possibly control or limit. And that’s perhaps another more immediate reason why one is tempted to be silent sometimes. You want to share things with other people, but on the other hand you don’t want to just feed the machine that needs millions of fantasies and objects and products and opinions to be fed into it every day in order to keep on going.”
–Susan Sontag, 1978

The quote, transferred on a thin wax-plate, forms the starting point for the work “untitled.”
Empty wax-frames create a critical distance from today's flood of images, which is paradoxically accompanied by an “archive of forgetting.” However, this archive serves a capitalist logic,
a machinery that constantly devours images in order to produce new ones.
It penetrates deep into the personal, social, and economic spheres and must be “fed” in order to continue functioning. This empty space, framed in wax, becomes an index of stillness and demonstrative silence.