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ID
A relentless stream of digital images is produced by social media. Images that stream into our consciousness for fractions of seconds and are blotted out by the next image in constant supersession. In their mass character these images become the unsubstantial framework of a gigantic total performance. Negotiated topics and styles consume themselves at unprecedented speed. In a permanent hiccup, algorithms are operated and everything digitalized that can be brought into the Social Media world of experience. From trivial to high culture, all float in the bubble of this image storm. Lacking ground beneath our feet we shift our identity into these virtual spaces. Internet Dots become our matrix. They give birth to our second I. Nude calibrated to 72 dots per inch the Being of this logic shimmers in all its forms and puffs and puffs itself up into the substanceless fascinosum.
The authorship of these visual products is marginalized solely through use as a titbit for attention. This also applies to the image producers, who constantly straining for threshold of originality and authorship, have their performance calculated on this stage. Be original, be original, be original. Until exhausted the image and the author no longer perceive, in this echo chamber, the negotiated and fading I. Hanging on the drop of attention, worn down by the originality imperative, in this pauseless theatre with no final act, the exhibited and used loses its signature and degenerates into obsessive flaunting in itself. In the age of this type of birthing of images, for the purpose of feeding into social media, the question arises, what have images after assimilation by “social media” become? Are the authors behind the images even still relevant? Or do they degenerate into mere birthing  machines, delivering with their images exclusively the digital fuel of a self-maintaining machine?
Odo Hans delves into analysis here. Anonymous excerpts of low-definition Instagram images become point of view in his work “ID”. The original motifs, mainly themselves representative surfaces of art, queried as to their identity content in context as “social media product”. Turned out in 72 DPI and then upscaled as excerpt to large-format 300 DPI, his “fragments” receive characteristics entirely of their own. Colour density, sharpness and tonality differ from the starting material. Inessential things come into focus and become the central image content. Despite appropriation, in this double strategy of negation (trivial extract/low basic resolution) an independence vis-a-vis the starting motifs remains intact. These latter degenerate into an “open source-like” basic substance and function now merely as pickable data. Odo Hans’s blow-ups condense this data into a blurred whole, the original identity is dissolved.
Here the work becomes aligned with the initially formulated tendencies of dissolution and obliteration of identity and authorship of images in the “social media” maelstrom.Accordingly, Odo Hans’s work ID functions as “fine-grained” image and media critique and simultaneously poses the question: Is that allowed?

Ink
Abstract pencil & ink drawings in A3 format. In these drawings, the pencil’s tip serves as a brush tip. Moved frequently across the paper in rolling and pushing motions, the ink leaves behind its traces rhythmically, uncontrolledly, in gestures both minimal and sprawling.

Ink
Ink by means of a piece of metal, moved and dispersed on 60 x 80 cm papers until a sudden ‘halt’ speaks meaning to the arising shapes.

Body becomes Body:New collages
The catalogue Body becomes Body becomes the object of further artistic interventions. The approached designs, themselves already collages, digital hybrids, sketches and many more things, are cheerfully recombined and expanded by new strategies from other projects, by symbols, incisions, oiling, gluing and spontaneous colour gestures. The complexity of the body as a whole continues to increase.

What to do if you love painting and drawing but have no talent.
Close your eyes and take your left hand for drawing (if you happen to be right-handed) and try to visualize the main aspect of what you are trying to draw or paint. It is important to have a picture in your mind that does full justice to this unaccustomed strategy. My two pictures that occurred to me were, on the one hand, a picture of a lynx sitting on a cactus, surrounded by ten hunting dogs and several hunters on horseback and holding guns. It is a book from my early childhood that shows lots of animals. The drawings illuminating these animals’ behaviour had such a formative impact on me, because they demonstrated how their behaviour influenced, or was influenced by, human behaviour. So most of the time, the animals were depicted as dangerous or harmful to humans, or, for example, the crow was represented as a thief of reflective materials, such as watches. And if you cast your mind back to how important watches are for children, crows really do become associated with stealing time. Or, in the case of the lynx, it became an allegorical symbol of sitting proud as a king at the top, equipped with special skills but lonely and surrounded by mediocrity that tries to assimilate its genius in trophy form.
The second picture that really affected my mind was just a picture within a story I read with my seven-year-old son. It is called ‘Kaspar, Opa und der Schneemensch’ and is written by Mikael Engström. In this story, Kaspar is so fascinated on really cold winter days by a metal railing outdoors that an inner voice keeps telling him to put his tongue on it. And that is exactly what he does, with the consequence of getting his tongue in a firm frozen grip every time, which his grandfather has to painfully loosen. But he keeps on doing it.
This literary picture so intensively evoked the aspect of following your own path even if it is totally irrational that it is still vividly present in my mind.
So these two pictures constituted the inner desire to work with them. In keeping with the psychological meaning of the two pictures, I decided to draw with my left hand, and closed my eyes in order to follow my inner voice and totally ignore the aspect of doing it the right way.
The results look like first steps into the world of sketches. By doing it my way, I accomplish drawings that resemble the work of small children, to whom the original pictures are addressed.
Later on, I began to vary the design. The first designs were coloured in using the right hand and with open eyes. Subsequently, I decided to do it blind and using my left hand as well.