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Dynamic text presentation - errors included. The content changes from time to time - think of it as a rag with short stories, and new ones are constantly being added.
All persons mentioned are real but mostly receive fictitious names for reasons.
I will not be held liable for anyone and take no responsibility for emotions that arise here. Nobody should read this, take it seriously, or feel addressed. If you continue reading anyway, I wish you lots of fun and entertainment. Maximilian Tim Josef

How I came to the artist’s ark

When you have nothing to lose, you strive to maintain it. You begin to appreciate every little detail in life.

Personally, I call it the framework of freedom, because I won't be experiencing anything like that again any time soon. I came up with that idea.

A snippet hunt that starts with your imagination. I will stimulate this in the following lines so that you might want to see a few pictures. They are also available on the Internet on a page that you probably won't understand without these documents here.

How to provide poor artists with one or more meals.

We stuck together like a family. Food for a small donation, because we had people who organized daily food rescues from food banks and restaurants. Otherwise, 24-hour program, concerts, culture, sometimes full to the stairwell. Artists from all over the world came to visit this place. It never existed like this. Bepatptp Berlin ended with a controversial kind of marathon instead of the usual resistance against the owners. A heartbreaking story and I came into play shortly before its end.

After the wild times in the café, we had to think of a new way of feeding the 200 or so artists sufficiently. At first this was distributed across all the other floors; we improvised. I was able to stay with a radio presenter at first because, after much philosophising, we developed the FHP project together. Healing through frequencies. We planned a radio show but one day she disappeared back to Belgium. Then I met a wise monk on the 5th floor. I was often able to stay with him overnight; sometimes four or six of us slept in one studio; everyone who had a studio was as willing as he could to take in asylum seekers. The monk showed me that he was constantly trying to restore the energy balance; he was once at one with his surroundings and with his fellow human beings, making no distinctions and the refugee crisis was also resolved in our building in this way and passed us by peacefully, not as a crisis. They told horrific stories of their escape. I lived in the corridors, and was able to stay overnight in the studio with my photographer friend and his illustrator, which they later let me use for a month. If you had a studio that you were staying in, security wouldn't pick you up from the couch at night. That meant you could work, and when it was noticed, the curator of the house said to me personally: You're not an artist! You won't get a studio here. He was extremely annoyed that I had drawn what I thought was a very coherent, economical concept of the Greenhouse on the wall in one of his corridors. I had a brainwave and was probably drunk and had to write it down immediately and record it in a short film. The caretaker gave me paint instead of banning me from the building. This action motivated me to implement this concept with combined forces and to show the manager... that I am an artist after all. I grew together with the community of the house and made myself strong for them. I changed studios a few times and always lost everything completely in the middle of it all, which is also a reflection of life. For three years I worked on various projects in the house to make myself indispensable. Even if it was only for a short period of time, it was enough to get the inspiration to create something unique from a space. Experience in exhibition stand construction and in handling tools made it easier to connect materials and integrate them functionally. I also built beds, eliminated hygiene deficiencies (2017 ;)) and renovated kitchens, always right where I was, to get involved and be a part of the whole. You didn't have to leave the house and there was no better place in the world than this little micro cosmos.

Canteen8

A new catalyst was needed for art and artists - and at the same time it became a perspective for the next project. I was in demand and was able to continue to survive. The biggest project in the Greenhouse was the conversion of a room on the top floor of Canteen 8, a project that required careful planning. With the help of others, I created Canteen 8 from nothing.

The heart of the house that connected everything.

We simply had to think of a lot of things to ensure the most versatile use of the space, with sufficient safety parameters, which were definitely checked by the health authority during an inspection. I was able to live there during that time and had collected the material from the leftovers of abandoned studios in the basement. There you found some high-quality material because some tenants were unable to take a lot of things with them on the plane. An excellent resource, because you wouldn't believe what the artists collected on the street to fill their studios with strange things... You can admire everything in the gallery. I tell you, apart from cables, screws and sanding material, I didn't need anything else. Back to the canteen. I only had my old teacher "Youtube", but he was very reliable and I installed cables and their coverings according to DIN. After the planning was done, I also got help from two master carpenters: Thorsten from Amsterdam and Valter from Croatia, both of whom had excellent talents and could do something with everything. A big help, because we had 30 days to implement everything, the rent had to be paid back. We took the risk because teamwork worked. The tenant of the canteen and his wife developed a concept for canteen 8. Only healthy ingredients were used to cook in order to give the artists the energy they all really needed. A blessing for the house.

One hand washed the other and both cleaned the face.

A kitchen, a dining area and a separate bar area had to be built.

Eating, art workshop, cinema and breathing, because on the terrace you could marvel at Berlin and forget everything.

Take a deep breath.

I was very proud to have created something like that. By now I had a team or they had

rather, because I didn't want to put myself in the foreground. Collective consciousness was the order of the day here and essential for solving the house's problems. All of this was not planned, paints and tools were all I had.

I showed the artists what was possible once you had a space.

Over the years I learned English as my second mother tongue, although I didn't have enough vocabulary, but I was able to communicate. Artists came to us from all over the world, which gave us a small reflection of what was going on in the big world out there. We were able to complement each other in many different ways and had everything - even if everyone only contributed a small part.

Berlin Sculpture Studios

One day Giotto, a PHD sculptor from Colombia, invited me to his studio. He commissioned me to build a machine for his current exhibition "F**k Monsanto" that prints corn cobs like an assembly line. A still life. It was a challenge for me. I used garbage from artists and the surrounding area. After the exhibition turned out to be a complete success, we sat together in G's studio and thought about something we could do together. This is how the name Berlin Skulpt was born - a synonym for sculptors from Berlin. A close friendship developed and I was given a key to the studio. From then on I could continue building what we jokingly called Spaceship.

When the curator of the house saw the expanded sculpture glowing in the dark, he was amazed at my construction - he had never seen anything like it before and was able to relate to it thematically as he had already done similar projects.

So we also became friends and exchanged ideas often because we were neighbors.

We christened 60 kilos of scrap plastic and silicone in the shape of a fish from another dimension with the name "The Blue Shape of Ambrosia". After a year I converted G. Studio into a multifunctional workspace. A difficult undertaking because there was one DJ and two sculptors working in a room of 18m2. It sounds impossible because of the dust but I managed it because I built a winter garden in one corner and another became a seating area for guests and spectators. The rest of the room became a large work area in the middle with a rotating worktop. We needed a gallery and we found one. At Schleiermacherstrasse 18 in Kreuzberg we expanded into an underground art gallery "Pandora's Basement". We were lucky in our misfortune and I took over a third of the studio in the Greenhouse so that we could pay for everything. And we survived a few more months before we closed it down completely. This was necessary because we had accumulated so much material and small parts as I was getting ready to build more ships, but I stored it all in my garage until today.

Millenium Freighter YT-1301fp Replica

The second one was easier than the first. I think we even had a workshop where we collected printers from the street, took them apart, named them and sorted their parts by color. During this time, ideas for the design emerged. I had a good advisor who was also a Star Wars fan and we are working on the Millennium Freighter. The basis for this is a satellite dish that I dug out of the ditch. In the meantime, I lost everything because nothing lasts forever, but I saved the material in my garage. I found a new studio or rather, I converted an old animal shed (Garfunkel) into a workshop so that I can continue building the spaceship.

And on this path I found my way back to my muse and liberated my spirit to opera music. A star from a Mercedes truck, Senseo coffee machine parts, and reversed keyboard keys set the basic tone to which the rest of the events were adapted.

I drilled a lot of holes and put a great string of lights through the back and installed LED backlighting to create the full effect when looking at the ship. Incidentally, this is how the models of the Star Wars ships were made in the sixties, the original Millenium Fighter even included parts from Ferrari...but this one...not bad either ^^

Millennium Falcon chainhunt of adventures surround him...

Everything started When I was about 5 ore 6 years old - watching the first science fiction movies in color television like Starship Enterprise and Captain picafter the Berlin Wall was fallin, - borders were open and suddenly Berlin's possibilities and influenced from the colorful trapping western culture. A new era came and the next all alongside led in spirit of science fiction and nature studies.” Star Wars” was one of my first ideas of the today we'll known Star Wars! A few light years later I was one of these Artists in a unique art community named the Greenhouse Berlin. I was moddeling spaceship silouhette child light sculptures - designed for the wall to dive it's presentation in a calmed focused ambience. I found a crushed satellite bowl in the woods close to the GH. I decided I will take it as basic foundation for my next sculpture. I gave it an organic touch and formed it elliptical in a natural shape. Better. Than just a circle. My dear Neightboor Karl Roos was poular to have a lot of crazy ideas in such a colorful row and a speed that I barely keep focusing on track sometimes afterfast loosing the focus of the started conversation. Hard art talk. But anyway we talked about the Star Wars fastest hyper engined freighter the YT1800. To reach his shape it was really not far from the first version Enterprise I designed in a few style in the Berlin skulpt studio. Specially printer parts on its surface broke the dimension of dept and transformed the ship as I credible Huge. In Real Life the sculpture is not

Garfunkel Magic World

I spoke of the animal stable in which I was allowed to build a workshop, now this place was once a sanctuary for

Animals in Lehnitz near Oranienburg. A friend came to me and asked if I could help him get this farm back into shape. He made me an offer that I didn't turn down and again I saw the potential in the property, which was in a terrible state and he was so desperate that he didn't know where to start. He offered me a room that I could live in later and that was it. Of course I knew right away that I wouldn't be able to do it all on my own, so I asked a friend of mine who was also looking for a home and was very creative. We moved in together and, bit by bit, with hard work, transformed the ruin into a paradise for children and adults. I shared my happiness and also increased my risk, but it was worth it to me because the two of us had already achieved a lot together beforehand! Festivals, stage construction, a ship in the front yard as a barbecue area with a cabin, a miniature magic forest, a tikki bar and the most colorful Halloween parties in the neighborhood were just a few of our works on a rented property with a bungalow. "Neverland" was once the name of his home, because we really were lost children. But that's another story, as unbelievable as it sounds, it was now in the past because a bulldozer razed everything to the ground and gentrification destroyed our visions of the future as always. Apparently that's how it is in life, like the osteo cells of bone formation - up and down, up and down.... Back to Garfunkel: Garfunkel? Yes, at the entrance to the bungalow there was a record hanging "Simon and Garfunkel" - the spontaneous name for the catalyst for our creation - we were confident that we would be finished by summer. We didn't have much help, more destructive friends who on weekends usually tore down everything we had built during the week. It seemed like a tragedy without end, because the owner had a master plan in the back of his mind... The location was not for art... It was his weekend home where he held depraved drinking binges with characters beneath me. I let myself be condescending because I basically act out of understanding and rarely presume to judge. I give everyone a chance before I decide whether they are good for me or not. Dependent on the social structure, which amazingly seemed to be similar in all situations, I knew deep down that a large proportion of people are consciously trapped in their environment. Sometimes you just can't choose in life, you take paths with a certain amount of uncertainty because nobody knows what will happen behind every door of possibilities. I knew one thing: There is always something to be gained. The best invention since ever. We work hand in hand, everyone has very little, but we all have skills that can be wonderfully combined with one another.And so we really did finish it together at the beginning of May. Bravo!— when I look back on it today, it made me swallow it sadly and once again, I was being used, I made the best of it and didn't let it show for a while because I only had one thing on my mind, 'Get it done!' The s kept me going and I escaped at the weekend - used the early morning hours when I was only with the birds and nature and with my boyfriend. We planted the green areas and looked after ourselves over the summer, it was a BLESSING AND A CURSE AT THE SAME TIME. The day came when I had finished with my Millennium Fighter and I could exhibit it. At some point though, I got fed up with cleaning up all the damage on Monday morning and I escaped in a cloak-and-dagger operation because by now dubious people were on our property and I was unhappy... I already knew that... ESCAPE.

Millenium Freighter YT-1300 FDReplica:

From Trash to Cockpit

When I was finished I took it to a café in Neukölln because I thought it fit in well with the interior and I was celebrating an event called Space Night. After the event the owner said to me he wanted to buy it and I also thought about making money with it but I thought the idea was stupid when he balked when I gave him a price of 19. Many people had friends and inspiration when they saw it to this day. I wasn't interested in a product, in this case a possible wall lamp, I was more interested in the inspirational power it radiates. It's the same Maggie, people, recycle your printers. They have beautiful parts inside that you've never seen before. As a small child I took a few things apart because I wanted to know what was inside them. Corona came, and so did the crisis for artists. But everyone can overcome it because it is up to each individual whether it is a problem or an opportunity. I see it as a chance to get out of depression from nothing. Only screws, glue and fairy lights were used to conjure up beautiful ten o'clock graphics out of the rubbish! That's what I want and I somehow see the point. Unfortunately, I don't have the specialist knowledge to make a real artist out of myself. For six years I've been trying to copy the Sistine Madonna as a gift for my mother. I'm not giving up, but to no avail I noticed that I just can't get Mary's face proportional. Over the years I've learned most of the techniques myself by trial and error. Now I'm coming to the UDK Berlin. My girlfriend is a Performance Art student with you. I got to know the university through you, she wanted to give up at the time because it seemed like too much of a concept, research for the formation of capitalism. I motivated her and told her how long I'd dreamed of going to this university and how scared I was of applying. She started her studies again when I helped her overcome her fears and found ways to overcome them in her room and with hers by believing in her. She is now in her last semester and I am very proud that she is continuing to fight. Today, with this letter, I am deciding for myself that I want to bring substance to my activities and motivate and inspire other people. Maybe I can find a niche with you that will help me work my way to the next spaceship workshop, put possibilities into perspective and bring about a lasting order for art and industry. That's what I can do to give the planet another chance, instead of looking to the skies for an escape route.Science fiction is great for the imagination but scientists in the sky should be more concerned with what's down here and you can build the spaceship at home in my workshops without billions of dollars in funding to teach people the most important thing that no amount of money in the world can do: imagination and responsibility for our planet.

Startgate bedroom of Karl Roos Martinez

I came back to the Greenhouse because I wasn't finished here yet and had left my works of art all over the house. I rescued my space coffee machine from the pile of rubbish in the basement... I stored other things in the studio next door. He was my good friend with the crazy ideas and he was really impressed with my way of working, alienating or recycling things. I promised him that I would turn one or two of his ideas into reality if he would let me live with him. And then I was able to be creative again, by mutual agreement. One day he brought huge parts of a film advertisement display with him. It was like a kind of portal, round, big and black. My job was to develop a system for how we could make a door out of it for his bedroom. He sketched out in detail how he imagined it and had precise ideas about how it should work. I thought about how to do it with the materials that you can find in the house. I built the first version using a wooden substructure and then replaced it with metal. I streamed part of the construction and thus had the perfect backdrop for my radio show... Putzmann TV on Twitch, a gaming platform where I dealt with an artist once a week and presented his work alongside my own. Everything seemed to be going well until... of course: Karl's "opportunity" to pay for this studio ended for "reasons" :/ .

He had to move out within a few days...that felt a bit like "just for a few likes" and was also my last project of this kind for the time being, in the Greenhouse Berlin, because I was really burned out and at the end of my life force and suddenly found myself back at the beginning of my journey. In the hallway on the couch...Enough, I thought. I took home what I had collected: videos, broken computers, photos, and traumatic memories. It all happened so quickly one after the other, with this application, I'm really only just starting to structure and reconstruct all of it.

Blue Shape of Ambrosia

Born in the Berlin Skulpt Studios, Giottosi's genetically modified corn cob printer developed into something new and interesting by adding further applications. Sometimes guests who visited me were allowed to glue a part in themselves or brought something with them that they wanted to include. A magical atmosphere suddenly developed around Ambrosia and made the creative process very pleasant. I felt weightless without any pressure from outside and this is where it came about...

A spaceship - was created and was recycled in this way, so my conscience told me. Many of my works,

I am not selling them, they grew symbolically with time and my career.

I dived down and heard whale songs as I added to the blue light that gave the ship a complex hull.

Loving details, anatomical corrections, and indirect lighting were intended to alienate the original state of the parts.

The natural-looking construction allowed many things to merge together randomly. If something gets damaged, you can always replace it with new elements later, as nobody defined what it should look like.

Ambrosia, the food of the horses of the gods at the entrance to the gates of hell - takes on its own character.

>> Back to the ship:, <<

The mystical apparition grew into a kind of sea creature with bio-mechanically formed structures.

You could partially see into the skeleton. Very complex.

covered with a symphony of electrical parts, which, with their peers, appeared geometrically lively in its own still life.

With a fine nose that protruded from metal like a cloud of smoke...she made decisions based on the colors she perceived about which direction the ambrosia would move like a WHALE...peacefully.

A network of neuron highways made of transparent silicone gave the organism a unique glow...”. Click! - “Lights out!” and the viewer was suddenly in good hands, in the scenography of the moment.

Magical! Ambrosia hung in the gallery in Kreuzberg for a year, and

enchanted large and small upright on the wall.

On New Year’s Eve 2018, Ambrosia became part of a stage decoration in an abandoned factory.

For now, this should be the last adventure.

1,700 and more people accompanied Ambrosia on his last night. An exit - like a rock star.

The next day the hall was to be demolished.

I still had to get it out of there but..the gates are chained :/ I climbed over the fence and decided to remove the most important electronic elements from the ship and leave it behind with the factory.

Among the salvaged pieces was… half a clay face.

I found it in a flower box on the third floor of the Greenhouse.

His soul should symbolically live on in the next spaceship, just like one pours tea.

Because symbolically maintaining recycling is part of my passion, because just the thought alone counts. Showing others that I can't heal the world, I can only show them the most wonderful things that people are actually capable of. In the third, the appropriate saying was always on the wall... "The monkey sees it, the monkey does it, show the monkey something good."

inspiration

The Table of Man - Mixed Material

approx. 1.5m x 0.8m x 0.2m

The table was connected to a sculpture and the surface was refined in an elaborate multi-layer process.

If you look closely, you can see a whole landscape, with rivers reflecting. Resin lets you see the depth and full potential of it, and how many hours I put into it, searching for perfection.

I rescued a table from the bulky waste: a scaffolding clamp, a bicycle spring, a robot part, a lamp ball. I had arranged and decorated these things and more on this table for at least a month, arranging the genetic material, so to speak, and put a lot of energy into it; one day a form would crystallize. It turned out that less is more. One night the scaffolding clamp was spread out lengthways. I pushed it onto a tray and began to fill and sand the table and cover it with a system of layers of paint to represent the surface of a planet. A layer of silver clear varnish and various shades of gray found their place in my own composition. It really seemed to merge - alienated from its origin, the appearance gave birth to a drive towards reality.

I turned rivers into it and drilled a couple of holes through it and attached guitar side pieces to the back wall; they were supposed to carry the light to the other side so I only needed one light source. It hung upright on the wall in an exhibition and the most amazing conferences took place with me and others, the table charged so much energy and decorated events until the bottom part broke, a copy from Neverland. I couldn't sell it... This moment of creation can happen a second time, unless you take a cast, but I'd like to learn something like that so much: I've marveled at the great masters, who are familiar to me. But I do it differently somehow; I use what's already there. I don't manufacture it. And that is reflected in all the projects here.

There is another document on this but you and I will have to research it, it is analogue. Back to the table, it was white at first and changed shape often but it looks like a baby struggling through the mud in wind and weather... the little human. The table was supposed to give me strength and express the feeling of fighting. Not with weapons, no. For one's life. Day in and day out. Every one of us. Today it hangs in my living room. It is currently available for 12 million euros.

The Table of Man

FHP and FHP1

FHP stands for Frequency Healing Project.

This was an idea I was philosophizing about with the radio presenter from Belgium, we talked about the frequencies and we have a space for the project. I now have a team of architects and artists and musicians, I am also already working on government funding because this device is only intended for individual use.

Let me explain briefly. In a world where we spend a lot of time indoors, we lack the biochemical interaction with the outside world, including valuable vitamin D3, which is only synthesized in the deeper epithelial layers of the skin through sunlight.

This could be artificially created by UV-b radiation and this ambience could be harmonized with each other using vibration, light and sound resonances. Great German composers such as Schubert and Mozart recognized this for themselves and designed their keyboards around these pillars in the mathematics of music.

Jazz goes even further because it also values the irregular logic...between the lines, dissonances and cadences...wonderful. These are all simple healing tools because they vibrate to the basic beat of the universe in a metaphorical sense...that's FHP: a healing stream for offices or space stations...where there is no sun.

I discussed ideas in groups and tried to put together a collection of scientific knowledge about frequencies that have accompanied me and others in my life. Like the Spooky2 program, which specializes in healing with frequencies and sells devices for personal use, thus creating its own forum for scientific knowledge about their use in connection with illnesses that are then balanced out. That's great! I don't want to reinvent this and will start with the light area. Light alone can have very different reactions on our bodies with its color or Kelwin temperature. We need it because it hardens our cell structure and makes it strong against external circumstances.

Sunlight is important.

FHP1

FHP1 was created unconsciously. Martin once gave me a hairdryer to restore, but I made such beautiful art out of it that I would only miss it sorely...my work lamp. That's it now, it can inspire all kinds of moods and shines directly on my focus field of the respective sculpture. It is the year 2022, today a half-hearted tie silencer glitters on the keyboard and cell phone parts, the wings made of momnitor back panels...But that's another chapter (tie silencer)

I firmly believe that Fhp1 helps my sculptures to store energetic resonances. With the help of carefully chosen materials and unintentional circumstances^^metal, glass and various types of LEDs... because light is light.

Space coffee

Spacecoffee is a chest of drawers with an integrated coffee station. I started the design in the greenhouse and remodeled an old chest of drawers so that a coffee machine protruded from the middle of its surface like an engine block. I changed the shape of the doors so much that it resulted in a wild design. I spray painted everything uniformly and played around with airbrush and other means to alienate its shape. The machine that I found in the basement was Randy's old espresso machine and the trigger for an ingenious design concept. As a visual on stage together with my leaf vacuum, it was transformed one evening into a DJ desk from another galaxy together with other artists in the Katine8.

When I had to leave the greenhouse, the dresser stood on the roof for half a year and was already doomed before I could save it. Now it's in my kitchen, but I just couldn't get the machine to work. A similar model arrived a few days ago and it makes really great espresso <3 that motivates me to keep going and rethink the whole design. I think next week I'll sand everything down and paint it all in a retro 70's design. Retro coffee table <3 all I need is a coffee grinder and at some point a water supply from an osmosis filter to prevent limescale, until then, Britta. Unfortunately, the coffee machine has a few parts which I will replace with metal, as they are still made of plastic and I don't want this to come into contact with the coffee. The handle will be replaced and made out of wood. Exciting project.

Dec 2021 I removed the old one as a spare parts donor and found a similar model on the internet that should replace it. I put the table top back together, put acrylic paint on it and primed it and basically redesigned it completely. I think over time it will be decorated with a new Mexxchen pattern

Now you have a rough idea of which direction it is winding.

Love Story of Art

After all the wild times, gentrification returned to the Bluehouse and everything changed from now on.

We couldn't use the gallery either because we were so afraid of punishment or illness. We had to freeze everything and shut it down for the time being because things were quickly getting quiet again.

Plan B! > I concentrated on my remaining self-employment, interior decorator.

I had a few smaller jobs. Repaired the abandoned home - a villa motley with the ravages of time, because it was an old country estate, of a family who took me in like their son for 10 years.

PutzmannTV

A lot has changed since April. I finally have a base. My own home, furnished according to my ideas. Because what I want to sell later in my job, I represent myself for now. I have been recovering for a few months and have a platform again where I can finish my projects and start more. I will now gradually set up most of the works of art in my apartment, which will one day be a unique design made up of my own elements. Now everything makes sense.

Putzmann TV is the new series that documents this. I set up my technology in a wardrobe and use it during the live streams where I also play music... a small stage in my bedroom. The kitchen is the platform for life. It is the catalyst for life.

I've just been unlucky and have had to fight pretty hard up until now, but it's gotten worse. My account is empty, my girlfriend is gone, my tax return is due soon, and I caught a cold outside, but my ambition to get out of there made me fight for myself and work towards my obligations, to smooth things over. I wanted to run a fully functional and electronically documented business.

At the moment it feels a little easier because I have lost someone who was dear to me for an indefinite period of time.

Since then, I have not put myself under any pressure and have focused on my administration, as this requires a lot of care to ensure everything runs smoothly in the early years. I am now in my third year and feel like I have solid ground beneath my feet.

Focus on the one below me, you have to let some people go. You shouldn't stop travelers. Sigh *

Hey Text, so it's better now, I think I've brought enough stability into the number.

It's now February and I've slowly become a real man again, an asexual hermit who's pretty much at peace with himself and, above all, has finally been able to start a new ship. An old friend helped me get various old components from old iPhones that are no longer needed, and I covered my constructions in interesting combinations with small electronics that inspire a lot of imagination at this size.

September22….

The spaceship has to be finished, I'm running into time constraints because I've imposed timelines on myself to deliver.

So to put it briefly, we are talking about the Tie Silencer..

After Matze's wonderful offer, I cut the wing shapes with a plasma cutter in the winter with Andreas, which started off really exciting, then I started to... well, let's say, systematically decorate them in my study. Keyboards were the basic element, I was able to do aluminum structures and a grid shell with the clamping of the sensor mats and keys... only the other way round, the side that you don't usually see. The key particles are spread out over the body of the Twin Ion Engines like a mosaic.

At the moment I'm trying to glue the LED before applying further layers. I'm doing something like I did with GRP, just with different components. It's built layer by layer in a lightweight construction, and it's important... to glue everything together and reuse it, it's about recycling or educating people about rubbish. I think if everyone was a bit cleaner with themselves and had the time to do it, we'd all live a little longer than the disaster we're racing towards... like the Fritzes on TV always say.

Also...you can also see live on YouTube how I glue^^haha well actually I'm only doing it for myself as a documentary.

Stay tuned! On Putzmann TV.

March 2023

Phew, winter is over and I've made a lot of music and tried to fill my channel with videos to document how my process develops when I make music with reason. This is part of my marketing strategy and my self-study of sound engineering and sound design. Because creating content requires royalty-free music. I kept having problems with monetization because music was playing in the background while I was building the spaceship. So I had to change my strategy and do everything myself. Mapping, music, marketing, video, editing, recording, streaming... it's a lot, but then I'm on the safe side and can continue building the spaceship in peace. I finance it from my self-employment as an interior decorator and various jobs. It's a complex undertaking, but I'm on the right track. I had a small accident on a scooter at the end of September and now have to do rehab sports to build up the muscles that support the skeleton. I want to prevent a slipped disc because a small board was already making it difficult for me to walk. Now I do sport regularly and improve my flexibility. I'm working on getting my driver's license - I'm totally on my own at the moment and stick to my morning routine so that I can juggle all my activities. Full-time artist. I'm telling you, without a sponsor it's really hard, but I can't rely on anyone anymore and prefer to do it myself.

The Tie Silencer is 80% finished and I think it will be hanging in several exhibitions by May.

After that, r2d2 is waiting to be brought back to life <3 maybe this time with robotic abilities, because I met an electrical engineer in the artist studios in the brick boat where I do volunteer work.

He could help me add sensory elements and servos that would make R2D2 appear real or even communicate.

I still have so much material in the basement that I can use for this.

My parents bought a house in Poland, so there is potential for a future location here. However, I first need a driver's license so that I can drive back and forth.

This war is annoying. I'm trying to incorporate into my songs that America blew up our Nord Stream 2 and that our infrastructure also paralyzed that of Eurasia just so that we can buy fracking gas from them at six times the price. Perversion! And blaming everything on Russia just so that they can destroy the power structures like they did in Ukraine, Taiwan, Afghanistan, Syria, Libya, Yemen, Somalia and Iraq. This government and the country's military are the greatest aggressors in the history of mankind. It's a shame because I like America and the rest of the population. But I think it's going to blow up soon. For sure.

Our politicians pretend to be blind and deaf and crawl up our asses and trample on us as if we belonged to them...it doesn't matter, I'll carry on as long as I'm still alive. It's important to me.

01.July.2024

I have now gained a few years of experience and after 5 years I am firmly established in the market. I have no idea how I managed to get through it all, I managed some of the paperwork and tax stuff with difficulty. But from year to year I got better and more organized, so that in the end I was pleased with myself when I did my tax return, having done enough work by categorizing things beforehand and distributing them in envelopes. So there is an analogue blueprint for everything and anything I spend. It is difficult to maintain this because it requires a lot of discipline. Every year I notice new things that I am doing wrong and I think I am getting better at it.

I have now found my other half… on the other side of the planet in Thailand.

Now that everything is going well, it's time to...rethink, change plans, clean slate. I'd like to get rid of everything that I've accumulated in my life in order to unsuccessfully draw attention to myself. During my missionary trip, which I'm currently on, I discovered that I'm far too scattered and utopian in my ideas of how to achieve my goals. Because I've already done all of that and amassed my wealth in things that can keep me busy but don't really get me anywhere. I need to think more simply if I want to set foot in Thailand, or find a 50/50 solution for me and my fictitious wife (it's the same as on paper, I think, just by our own rules because we're free spirits.

13 August 2024

It is August and I have a few goals in mind, which will make the above mentioned forecasts a little

to be able to move further into reality.

First of all:

” My wife, spinning a tightly stretched ribbon 8000 km around the globe.

Patience and understanding are his webs."

It seems impossible. Is there a way for something like this to find its way to contraction? To even contract?

The view is clearly directed forward. I open blocked chakras and blocked feng shui flows with order, I find myself in the paper forest of German bureaucracy - my jungle - well-known tarrain, companion on my path of suffering.

Let's see how it continues tomorrow morning. I am curious

…….AFK

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