Der Poeck
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→ Art Basel / Switzerland 2026
→ Salzart (part 2) return of der poeck / Niederösterreich - Tulln, Austria 2026
→ Salzart (part 1), der poeck is back ... / Niederösterreich - Tulln, Austria 2025
→ Kunsttankstelle Ottakring /...please play with us / Vienna, Austria 2021
→ Stagebar / Vienna, Österreich 2020
→ SHANGHAI ART FAIR 2020 / Shanghai - Shanghai, China 2020
→ Swiss Art Expo / Zürich - Zürich, Switzerland 2020
→ Rossocinabro Gallery / Latium - Rom, Italy 2019
→ Healing Pictures and strange birds, Belvederschlössl / Niederösterreich - Stockerau, Austria 2012
→ Alberts Bucherlager / Wien - Vienna, Austria 2012
→ Museum of the Americas / Florida - Florida, America 2012
→ Vienna Travel Gallery, systemic and faces / Wien - Vienna, Austria 2012
→ der poeck in hietzing, der Wahnsinn geht weiter / Wien - Vienna, Austria 2011
→ das Werk (underground Exhibition) / Wien - Vienna, Austria 2011
→ der poeck kommt nach wien / Wien - Vienna, Austria
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→ Best Art Award 2026 Honorable Mention in the Abstraction Category
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I learned to draw from my mother when I was 10. I didn’t start using color until much later. I think my father indirectly guided me in that direction back then. In the 1990s, he painted many oil paintings but had to put them aside due to work and the children. I was interested in colors back then, but the time wasn’t right to put it into practice. It wasn’t until 2010 that I actually began painting. My works developed from a self-taught background and an understanding of C.G. Jung’s books, which paved the way for my first steps in painting.
I paint both abstract and surreal works; my pictures always have a story, sometimes profound and enigmatic, but also unrelated to any specific theme and seemingly plucked from another world entirely. Whether everyone can understand this is open to question. Not everyone needs to understand my painting. Through my works, I wish to convey a profound perspective and perhaps a certain ‘strange art’.
It's all just a facade, a facade like you and me, caught in the illusions of our existence. Escape is just a dream, and yet we fabricate images of our kind.
And with destruction and indifference, we move in this world without wanting to face the consequences. Our results speak for themselves, and the downfall is unstoppable.
Self-destruction and megalomania accompany us until our last hours, when nothing is left, except perhaps a glimmer of hope that we have done the right thing.
