The artist’s armchair (accidentally broken) and six dice rolled simultaneously until 1-6 faced upward in a single throw. This protocol is followed each time the artist breaks something or something belonging to the artist gets broken.

2012 – 2015 –

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My Biscuit Ate Itself

Dienstgebäude gallery Zürich


My Biscuit Ate Itself is an attempt by the artist to take a moment, press pause and create a space to look nostalgically backward at some of his work still being carried forward. The idea being, to curate a collection of existing work, in which quotidian habits and rituals, alongside episodic or cyclical actions, are used as a platform for the production of art.

As part of the curatorial conceit, each work within the selection process had to be in some way still active as part of an ongoing process or series. Alternatively, old work not yet seen or activated in an art world context was also deemed eligible for the show. Begging the question, if it ever even existed prior to being seen for the first time? My biscuit ate itself is a string of 18 independent artworks produced at different points in time over a period spanning the last ten years; a concatenation of work that focuses on the potency and poetry of small gestures.

1.) Finally, my mind is at peace, in these words, I have found a beautiful clarity of thought

2.) A talisman of sorts to help keep at bay the idea of the idea

3.) Sorting the hundreds from the thousands

4.) Who knew it was as simple as that

5.) I NY

6.) Rhetorical stink bomb or clumsy allegory for the meaning of life

7.) Never say never

8.) A comprehensive study of nothing

9.) A reality made by a fantasist and a fantasy made by a realist

10.) JULY 10, 2014

11.) Welcome to the gun show

12.) Losing objectivity 2

13.) Brainstorm shower-cap for all the solipsistic motherfuckers

14.) Inside the white cube

15.) The good life – 42/1000

16.) Sometimes, when alone I start to cry and I don’t for the life of me know why

17.) Art therapy

18.) I think the tree fell, I just didn’t hear it

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Installation shots – My Biscuit Ate Itself


A drawing of a young Dylan Thomas taken from the artist’s apartment and placed on the floor of the gallery as if waiting to be hung. This work is never to be sold and will remain in the possession of the artist always.

The photograph of the work below, inside the artist’s home, is taken from the vantage point of the artist whilst sitting on his toilet. 

2007 – 2015 –

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Two plastic cups containing ‘hundreds and thousands’ (the decorative candy for cakes and ice cream). The cup of candy on the left was poured in, whilst, the cup on the right individually placed one piece at a time over a period of six months. The candy pieces have remained undisturbed since the moment they were initially placed inside the cup. 

2009 – 2010 – 2015 –

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3/18 – My Biscuit Ate Itself

An I love New York t-shirt lovingly and belligerently worn over a period of ten years by the artist until the heart from the iconic image finally wore away.

2005 – 2015

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Autosave-File vom d-lab2/3 der AgfaPhoto GmbH

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