RUINS OF THE FUTURE
Buildings are not just structures; they are witnesses of time. They rise like abstract prisons, solid blocks held at their breaking point after carrying too much for too long. Now they begin to give way.
This is not a vision of destruction as an ending. It is about the moment when a structure is still standing but already failing, when the crack appears and something starts to fall with it.
These are not ancient ruins or futuristic dystopias. They are cities caught just before collapse.
In Fragile Structures the world exists on the edge of disappearance. Forms emerge and disintegrate, buildings fade into dust, gestures leave only a mark before vanishing. Absence is as present as form; what remains is a brief imprint of what once was. Nothing here is stable, everything appears only as a temporary trace of uncertainty.
In Primitive Garten ruin is not a relic of the past but the ground for ongoing transformation. These images hold no romanticism; concrete cracks, the jungle devours it, scars multiply across the surface. Nature is not a refuge, it is an organism that absorbs, assimilates and distorts what remains. It is the present, the only structure that persists when everything else has failed.
Human presence fades into stains, erratic lines and expanding fissures. Architecture does not disappear; it remains as a shell that no longer belongs to us.