One constantly meets people in the studio. They look at the visitor or past him. They are recognisable from their bold regional colours and are not just temporarily present. Their physiognomic expresssion leaves nothing to be desired and yet remains puzzling. Some carry their distant orgins cosciously on show. Others form small conversational groups which constantly change and rearrange themselves. But all are, in habit and expression, completely contempoary and appear at the same time like their forefathers. Fundamentally they keep themselves separate, like independeent members of a rambling kinship, if the painter does not bring two or three of them in a comlicated relationship. Then the question arise: are we as we look, or do we look as we are?
Klaus Gallwitz 2001