

Diaprojektion
"Time is not a motorway" - what does this mean? This is the title of a work in which Michael Sailstorfer makes tyres run along the wall without really getting anywhere (2005/6). Instead they just wear down their tread. The stench of rubber fills the entire room. The smell becomes sculpture. Sailstorfer's definition of time is absurd - but striking and obviously clear. Similarly, the meaning is quite plain when he juxtaposes two street lamps, each of which discharge 90000 volts ("Elektrosex", 2005). As well-thought-out and as poetical as Sailstorfer may seem to be with such works, he can be just as minimalistic when he sinks a geometrical form (which could have been the work of Constantin Brancusi) and styrofoam letters (the entire alphabet will be seen in under-water photographs in the Kunstvereinsheim) into the sea on a concrete block and marks not only geographical locations. "U6, 14 Grad 34, 790 N / 60 Grad 50,969 W", a wall under water at such a point is land art for fish - not for art theoreticians. For Sailstorfer it is a question of the concept as well as the actual doing and the object itself. Sailstorfer is a sculpturer and above all "a re-discoverer of sentiment", as Max Hollein put it.