Marie Götze

„Them spiritual Zombies“

Objekte

Juli 2024

Them Spiritual Zombies d(r)ive into sp(l)aces of the no-, the un-, the re- and the in-. Prefixed and parallel, materials, matters and symbols of the Undead mash up with shimmering fragments of everyday-life and death. Hosted by gaps and holes within necrotic, but still operating system-structures, they put up very strange, uncanny bunch of stories about fear, greed and reluctance.
Them that are still alive, but shouldn´t be there. Them that are already dead, but somehow came here to stay.

Evermore, I get caught up with the hunt for the lost. They take over and take me away. Mot(t)o(r) and Mono are hiding and mutually mutantly reproducing themselves in their subconciuous. They manifest, manipulate and follow orders through no fault of my own.

A mere, careful beginning occured during my time in Raumstation. The deep affection and dread felt when encountering massive destruction and merging of unfitting matters, as well as the recent death of Granni, guided me. They told me to spend time with the deceased, finding comfort in the riping sadness of loss. On the cemetery, while sitting and walking above decaying and disintegrating bodies, I became more human again. Under the train coach I commuted between a two leged habitant and a chtonic animal. In the sparkling waters pumped from the ground, I turned into an hydrid.
Attachments shifted, longings multiplied. A fish, a feather, a fallen leaf, until now lurking invisibly out of reach, are now insisting to haunt us.
It´s not a secret any more: Only magic may help to become friends with them.

Fotos: Marie Götze / Clarissa Kassai