Tejzt – zeitgenössischer Künstler, Malerei und postidentitäre Praxis

have you considered that maybe this world has long been abandoned? that it is time to go home? but there is no home left? thrown into a proclaimed end of history, can we call that home? what is re-enchantment? who is hagazussa? and why does the blurryness of fog make everythign feel as though it is snapping back into itself? is fog alive? why is my face one wall of the room of concepts i am trapped in? how can i lay it down? how do i escape living vicariously, in rented overpriced dumps? does seeing through the eyes of the other create a terrorizing sense of impending doom? whats the color of the eyes of my mother? where is the source of my attention? i mean, the exact location? where does it originate? what kind of system lets me move out of myself in such a way that i am returned to myself more preci- sely than before? can an artwork let me leave myself without losing myself? can i be fully open without being dissolved, can i be enchanted without becoming naive? can i participate without being absorbed? can i escape recursive mirror cabinets by going as deep into them as possible? do i have to whistle? why does every way of seeing the world end up proving itself right? what if i am right, and i am wrong, simultaneously? what if wonder plus luci- dity is closer to truth that empirical proof ever was? what is freedom? is it just knowing the name of the hidden operator? can i decentralize my self? what happens when i destabi- lize symbols to check if they served their purpose? does being a person mean being someo- ne else? is there a right to insist on opacity? can opacity be precise? can something be fully present without being immediately consumable? what kind of art is clear enough to be there, but open enough to not be used up instantly? what makes an artwork enigmatic rat- her than merely cryptic? what if a thing disappears not because it is gone, but because i stared at it too correctly? what if the image is not a window into the world but an onto- port? and what happens when all ontoports become interoperable, is it even possible? where does access end and experience begin? what is re-enchantment? recovered permeability plus preserved boundary? can art be a re-enchantment engine? what kind of engine would it have to be so it can re-couple image, body, meaning, and simultaneously existing contradicti- ons? why am i still alive? who is the hagazussa of modernity when the border is no longer a fence around a village, but the membrane between lived intensity and simulated selfhood? can i walk the fence between assigned identity and lived intensity? what happens when the- re is a bankrun on meaning? what if the bankrun on meaning begins when everyone tries to withdraw significance from the same dying symbol? where does meaning/purpose go when older symbolic orders lose their binding force? what happens when the shells remain, but what they once carried becomes homeless? why do technical, corporeal, and market-driven systems rarely offer inhabitable forms of meaning? where is our fucking purpose? why is the gar- den of low hanging fruit full of insatiable desires? what if living vicariously creates debt for the soul? what if the century of the self has to become the century of post-re-en- chantment reintegrated selves? what if the machine wants me to perform my dreams only when it can monetize the footage it can capture from them? who is the subcomandante marcos for the bloom that tiqqun talks about? what if i keep building houses in the sky out of vague stupid ideas because i fear the ground? what if the world is unstable and every attempt to conserve a state hard enough ends in tectonic shift? do i wear my crown inside my mouth? does a toothless mouth lose its right to truth? is harmlessness the extremism of those wit- hout courage? can i stretch depth to width so nothing has to remain alone in gorges or on peaks? can we, perhaps, only live with purpose for the human in a thousand million years? or is that just a teleological escape so i do not have to face the present? should we fear the strawmen we create? why does a cat stop purring in a laboratory? and why can‘t i feel a healthy organ?