Dear Camilla,
It was so nice to see you the other day, it’s been a while. Happy you could join Shirin and me for some Baumkuchen and a few laughs before it got too cold out.
I was looking back on the few exhibitions I saw this year, and the one that touched me most was yours, at the Kunstverein Göttingen. Maybe the strange road there had some effect. You rented a van to drive some friends there, and just as we left Berlin, one of us got car-sick, and I became the bus driver! By the time we arrived in Göttingen, I had a bit of tunnel vision. Entering the Kunstverein, all the spaces and proportions appeared different from my memory. I knew this place well, having exhibited here a few years before. Now I was transported into the present, your world.
The entrance hall is filled with an enormous yellow cage, made of wooden dowels, looking i…
