„Grandpa will survive all of us, he´s fresher than a young salad, why aren´t you crying over me? I do have sugar!“ (My father to me)
My grandfather died at his 100th birthday. He was born in 1912. To prevent his death to happen, I startet a public open call for a time machine, to which 32 artists sent works for. All contributions were presented at a single exhibition. I mixed in 8 of my own contributions anonymously. Back then he was 98 years old and experienced a rejunivation that lasted until he reached his 100th birthday.
Artistical Intervention, July, 2010