YOUR AGE AND MINE AND
THE AGE OF THE WORLD
emulsion, acrylic, shellac,
Amid the paranoic shadow-realms of history, the loss of mythical paradigms is only absorbed into a poetry of solitude, utter despair and of multiple disjunctions. Beyond experienced reality, the unknown - the 'imago mundi', as a distant land of transformation - transfigures a mythical substance for whose sake the ashes of roses become the realm of an image. Revolt is the true centre of this image: a page written by fire and water, the dust and failure of the centuries. Only such language measures up to the unrecognizable physiognomy that, as a cipher or code, sets the fact of the image within a texture of old and new analogies. And so, in all these works by Anselm Kiefer, the essential, overriding form might be named: Beginning and End mirror each other like adoption and extinction, far from all allegorical reality.
- Heiner Bastian, excerpted from the exhibition catalogue.