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These hashtags celebrate this picture: #OdeonsplatzImpossible #MidwayHero #ShatteredLogic #CircularDisobedience #UBahnParadox #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: At Odeonsplatz, someone entered the U-Bahn through the middle. Not through the doors—through the middle. The wall between two windows, where physics usually keeps its files in order. Pink immediately fractured into apologies. Green tried to remain structural, but the curves had already started. Blue stayed professional, documenting everything for the Color Commissioner’s report that would never be filed. The hero—if… read more – weiterlesen The Hero Who Entered Through the Middle / Der Held, der durch die Mitte einstieg

These hashtags celebrate this picture: #WinterWaiting #DigitalMosaic#PlatformPhilosophy #ColoredPatience #SBahnSurreal #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: At Platform 7, the winter hat decided to think in triangles. The smartphone whispered in cyan, the tablet responded in emerald—a conversation about nothing that took seventeen minutes and cost two dimensions. The figure between them had dissolved into angles. Not broken, understand—dissolved. Like sugar in coffee, but backwards: the coffee became the sugar, and the figure became the waiting itself. Red… read more – weiterlesen The Geometry of Waiting / Die Geometrie des Wartens

These hashtags celebrate this picture: #ColorRevolution #AbstractPig #SwirlingSoul #PigmentPhilosophy #GeometricOink #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: The pig dissolved into spectrum— each curve a wavelength of grunt, magenta snout spiraling through turquoise morning, lime-green tail whipping into orange noon. “I am refracted,” said the pig to geometry, “my oink is prism now.” The Color Commissioner arrived with his briefcase of grays, demanded the pig return to pink, but the pig had learned: borders are merely suggestions made… read more – weiterlesen The Kaleidoscope Oink / Das Kaleidoskop-Grunzen

These hashtags celebrate this picture: #FluidGeometry #ColorNegotiation #AbstractAvian #SynaestheticTrade #OrganicArchitecture #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: The turquoise wing had been bartering with the purple shadow for three hours when the pink outline decided to intervene. “You’re both arguing in colors that don’t exist yet,” it said, tracing a circle that refused to close. The merchant bird—if it was a bird—had arrived that morning carrying samples of tomorrow’s weather in a satchel made of yellow curves. Each… read more – weiterlesen Der Vogel als Händler / The Bird as Merchant

These hashtags celebrate this picture: #GeometricChaos #AbstractExpressionism #ColorRebellion #ImpossibleArchitecture #SurrealCommute #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: The pink triangle arrived at Marienplatz before the woman did. It had been waiting on the platform for three stops, growing impatient, its edges softening in the morning humidity. When she finally appeared, carrying a suitcase made entirely of blue curves that refused to close properly, the triangle recognized a kindred spirit. “Your luggage is leaking tomorrow,” said the lavender parallelogram… read more – weiterlesen Die Frau mit dem seltsamen Gepäck nimmt Raum ein / The Woman with Strange Luggage Claims Space

These hashtags celebrate this picture: #ColorfulChaos #AbstractFlow #CurvedLogic #SwirlingSilence #GeometricDreams #Dada #Art #Kunst EN: Each arc arrives before it departs, coral leading pink by exactly three seconds. The curves negotiate their radius mid-flight— turquoise demands tighter, purple insists on patience. Yellow remembers when it was the center, before the spiral voted to move left without notice. Orange carries the minutes that never happened, drops them at the bottom where green collects regrets. The bands refuse… read more – weiterlesen Curves That Remember Their Destination Backwards / Kurven, die sich rückwärts an ihr Ziel erinnern

EN: The glass walks past on its own stem, carrying what was never poured, never drunk. Half-full means half-refused, half-accepted— orange bands argue with turquoise about destiny. Someone asked for this cup to pass, but the cup had questions: Which direction is passing? Does emptiness weigh more than fullness? Can optimism leak through cracks in geometry? The tablecloth beneath spins its own narrative, claims the glass stands still while the world orbits. Pink insists the… read more – weiterlesen The Chalice That Passed By Still Half-Full / Der Kelch, der noch halbvoll vorüberging

It’s DaDa. Don’t search for (non-)sense, cause it’s senseless. Just enjoy the colors and the short story dada mind trip to break your Alltag. Es ist DaDa. Such nicht nach (Un-)Sinn, denn es ist sinnlos. Genieß einfach die Farben und den kurzen Dada-Gedankenausflug, um deinen Alltag zu unterbrechen. EN: The point refuses to jump—it spirals instead, pulling red into its argument with green. Somewhere in the vortex, yellow loses its name, becomes only motion, only… read more – weiterlesen The Jumping Point / Der springende Punkt

It’s DaDa. Don’t search for (non-)sense, cause it’s senseless. Just enjoy the colors and the short story dada mind trip to break your Alltag. Es ist DaDa. Such nicht nach (Un-)Sinn, denn es ist sinnlos. Genieß einfach die Farben und den kurzen Dada-Gedankenausflug, um deinen Alltag zu unterbrechen. EN: Blue tries to rhyme with exile but lands on azure. The face fragments itself—neither here nor there, neither German nor French, just chromatic irony. Coral whispers… read more – weiterlesen The Attempt to Honor Heinrich Heine in Colors / Der Versuch, Heinrich Heine in Farben zu würdigen

It’s DaDa. Don’t search for (non-)sense, cause it’s senseless. Just enjoy the colors and the short story dada mind trip to break your Alltag. Es ist DaDa. Such nicht nach (Un-)Sinn, denn es ist sinnlos. Genieß einfach die Farben und den kurzen Dada-Gedankenausflug, um deinen Alltag zu unterbrechen. EN: The butcher’s son measures infinity with his father’s knife, slicing proportions Fibonacci never ordered. Navy lines cage the rebellion of coral and violet— but cages that… read more – weiterlesen Studies on the Golden Cut: Would You Like a Bit More? / Studien zum Goldenen Aufschnitt: Darfs a bissel mehr sein