Complexions are just colour fields, why would you get irritated by them? Why would you even segregate them or be hostile to them? Who decides from which colour field someone belongs to the good ones or the bad ones?
It is necessary to stop the segregation and bring those colours back together.

This poster is a quick reminder in the name of reality.
Lift your head and cross the thin line between screen life and real life. You won’t regret it.

Who is deciding over rights?
Rights made for whom and by whom?
Can we categorize human beings by laws?
Is it sometimes just convenient to cling to paragraphs and thereby shirk responsibility?

This poster depicts a political slogan chanted in the Monday demonstrations in 1989/1990, as a protest against the GDR government.

Nowadays the masses have found the internet to voice protest and express their opinion. Anytime and immediately on can exert influence through online petitions, in comment sections or by hitting like buttons. The poster shows this shift in our culture of demonstration by a swarm of mouse pointers and thereby shows how a large number of individual elements can shape the public understanding.

“Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.”

Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, adopted in 1948

“Fisches Nachtgesang” poem by Christian Morgenstern

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Iranian women are forced to wear veil which should be cover the hair and body. When a person doesn’t have minimum of liberty to choose her dress, how could she be a dynamic person?This person with a such a black background couldn’t be effective in the social,economical,political,arenas of her life.But our Iranian women don’t desist from the struggle-our coloured revolution fight without violence.

Every year we produce 35 billion tonnes of carbon dioxide. China is still the worst of all countries regarding these emissions. After that come the USA, India, Russia, Japan and Germany. But what we don’t see, doesn’t worry us.

Many Internet, Facebook and Twitter users are reckless and irresponsible with their personal data. The consequences are often devastating.

Rugged individualism is a common disease of our time. It is bound with selfishness and has many negative consequences at all levels. Excessive self-adoration leads to ignoring each other; each individual sees its own interests without consideration of the common good, while we live in a world, in which we are increasingly interdependent on each other.
To illustrate this idea, I chose to use an iconic image of pure beauty and transformed it thoroughly in order to create something monstrous. The belly button – is the center of the individual and moving it to the center of the Venuses face expresses this imbalance called “belly button gazing”.

men cry,
women masturbate,
men can use makeup,
women age,
men can wear dresses,
women must not want children,
men are vulnerable,
women can get violent,
men can love men,
women can love women,
men can like pink,
women can have body hair,
men don’t have to be muscular,
women don’t have to be thin,
men don’t have to love sex,
women can be good bosses
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Unter Verwendung eines heute doppeldeutig klingenden Meisner-Zitates aus den jährlichen Soldatengottesdiensten im Kölner Dom wird die Sakralisierung des modernen Kriegsapparates und zugleich die sexualisierte Gewalt in der Kirche ins Bild gesetzt. Erst ein genauer Blick – etwa auf den Verlauf der Soutanenknöpfe – erschließt die Abgründe der Bildmitte. Der priesterliche Amtsträger selbst ist gesichtslos, auf dem Hintergrund der liturgischen Farbe der Bußzeit dominiert ein Schwarz ohne Zukunft.

This poster combines two familiar symbols: the disability icon and a city road sign.
The city skyline stands for broken, inaccessible public spaces—potholes, crumbling sidewalks, steep curbs, and the absence of smooth pathways. The person in the wheelchair is trapped in it.

Over cutting of human beings will eventually lead to the disappearance of forests.

The symbol of the cycle is omnipresent on todays products and packagings. To the consumer this can be misleading, constantly suggesting the waste will be reused. This way of recycling often is just a disposal via detours. Wrongly disposed or problematic materials are burnt or exported, statistically counting as recycled. While the total amount of waste produced is going up, the real challenge of reducing waste is neglected.

Populists are increasing throughout the Europe from different parties. Their success is symptomatic of the weakness of European political parties and party systems.

The industry entertainment is functional to the industry of death. This poster attempts to denounce the frivolity of human pain, the human misery commercialized as mass entertainment.

A poster, on a wall, in a city somewhere. A JPG, embedded on a website, somewhere online. A chance encounter – or predestined by the mathematic codes that create our personalized worlds on facebook, google and so forth?

The priest’s penis winds in treacherous christianity around its shelter. It covers criminals, blurres offenses and surpresses its pilgrimage victims. It preaches old concepts of misleading care and assured damnation in foul innocence. Free yourself from sin and bid welcome god’s seed, for that it thrives its roots in you.

Since the landroute across Balkans is closed dying in the Mediterranean Sea continues.

These days parents are very busy. They are tied up at their works. So they can’t pay enough attention to their children. Kids need to play and get attention, but who can give it to them? The tired and angry parents after a hard day? No. It doesn’t sounds good. So the only one who can play with them is their computer with its exiting games and web sites. But are all of the games and websites safe for the little children? Do the parents know anything about the virtual world, in which their children drown? If just one parent could image their kid in the virtual world as this little boy watching this poster is enough.

Donald and I designed this poster together. He is a big fan of my work. We did a tremendous job. Tremendous. The design is really great. We made graphic design great again. Afterwards we played some Golf and ate Chocolate cake. It was a beautiful piece of chocolate cake, I can tell you that.

Bangkok is a city of animism where supernatural beings dwell in both natural and constructed objects. Tales of ghosts and superstitions are parts of our everyday life. There are two types of land spirits whose a majority of Thais believes in; Deity of the Land and Lord of the Place.

The blue ghosts seen in the poster represent the spirits in everyday sights throughout the city, the noble landlords who possess acres after acres of land. We, as Bangkok’s ordinary people, can do nothing apart from watching them and paying for taxes and rents to them for the rest of our lives.

In a world of self-isolation and loneliness, it’s easy to fall under the impression that the only excitement and happiness you get is from the courier carrying you a package full of things you don’t really need.

“Unity and justice and freedom” – in a country where individual profit comes first, the corresponding passage in the national anthem should be adjusted.

Flourishing of social media has led to the global shift in how we perceive privacy. Being normalized in everyday life, constant violations of confidentiality make us wonder where is the boundary which separates private from public. In this whirlpool of doubt and caution, everywhere and all the time we feel persistent presence of someone else. Someone who is watching.

The application of military drones has greatly reduced the risks and costs of bombing. For certain political authorities and interests, the new technology provides the convenience to harm innocent civilians in the name of justice. Facing violent tactics like bombing, the figure of the picture is howling from the bottom of his heart: NO!