In the digital labyrinth of existence, Kirby emerges as a mirror to our own consumption, his insatiable hunger mirroring our relentless quest for sustenance. Think about, what we really swallow these days of **survival**. Observe yourself and your environment, your life, honestly find out what you are deep-throating. 

  
Just as Kirby absorbs his surroundings, we too internalize the narratives fed to us, blurring the lines between truth and deception. When it comes to survival, help yourself first and then you can help others. So, I ask you, as Kirby devours his foes to survive, what do you swallow in the game of life?

THE HUNGER GAMES

Guess what? My art's hitting the big leagues! Got picked as one amongst other artists by The Holy Art Gallery and Artspace Innovations for a New York Times Square group showcase. But here's the twist: I only got 15 seconds on the big screen.

  
Cue Andy Warhol's infamous "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes" line, which got me thinking. The longer I thought about it, the more this quote bothered me; affected my selection process which I wanted to share with you.

  
First off, turns out it's not even a real Warhol quote. It’s a fake quote that got famous, just a sales pitch from '68\. So, in some ways this phrase is the godfather of probably the worst morals and life maxims of today: “Fake it till you make it”. Today, 15 seconds is all you get to make an impact. Blame social media for that.

  
15 minutes. What probably felt like a short amount of time back then would mean the world today. Imagine what you could do with 15 minutes of undivided attention these days? The most famous daily news broadcast in Germany called “Tagesschau” has 15 minutes to talk about everything that happened around the world. But thanks to Social Media those 15 minutes got boiled down to just 15 seconds. The length of a tiktok and the moment is gone. And God forbid you bore people within that short time. You get skipped, or canceled immediately.

  
But why chase fame anyway? Seems like everyone's after it nowadays, even if it means sacrificing quality. Fame used to be the result of doing something or being someone exceptional. Amidst the chaos of fake news, hate, fear, wars, starvation… I feel like, while we were all busy hunting fame, something crucial's slipping away: Freedom.

  
Like fame it is a word, that somehow lost its quality and meaning because we throw it around like hard candy during Pride. Especially during an US election year it becomes a buzz-word that gets mostly used by people who want to control you the most. But who can say that they are truly free? Many people have less freedom than just a few years ago. Most people never truly had it.

  
That's why I'm sticking with my piece "I AM FREEDOM" for the showcase, which incorporates this

proclamation in 40 different languages, including sign-language. Nice. Decision made. Hit upload. Done. 

  
But will it change anything? Will it get people thinking or even talking like art should do? Or will it more likely just pass by unnoticed like everything else these days? Nevertheless, my artworks are meant to draw people in, to connect all the little things that create the bigger picture. You can’t do that in 15 seconds. Especially not while staring up in a loud and crowded place. So somehow, I am happy for having been considered. And in other ways I am dissatisfied.

  
That’s why I thought why not extend the question that bugged me for a while to everyone? Here's my question to you: „How would you use your 15 seconds of fame“?

  
Would you use it to promote yourself? To make others laugh? Or to try and change something? And how would that look like? A photo, a drawing, video, spoken massage, an object? It’s your 15 seconds of fame. Or better your 15 seconds of freedom. So everything works in our big 15 seconds show.

  
If you are interested in taking part, create your video, use the hashtag #15SecondsFreedom and I will collect the videos for a little or maybe even bigger exhibition.

  

I AM FREEDOM

Regeneration is, looking at the big picture. At what´s really key. At what you are a part of, so it´s not about macro thinking, it´s about all of us, every thing. Change will be intergalactic. Should be inter(nal). What I do. How I love. How I live. It's all about you, and ultimately, about everything. The only thing you need to do is, to respect, love and learn; think and above all: feel. If you are the most valuable thing to yourself, everything around you will be treated the same way, so regeneration is first and foremost love.

REAL GODS GOVERNMENT

Fantasies are good, they should happen a lot more and are worth trying out. Fantasies awaken our spirit, expand our horizons and give us the courage to enter new territory. To be an explorer and an adventurer, in this case of desire. 

  
There's nothing wrong with keeping your fantasies to yourself and doing something good for yourself. More of it, self-care 100%, as long as it is true care. Knowing a go-to point for your own dreaming away is important and beneficial, no objections here either, Your Honor, but the lie lies in the nun-whore problem and the fake game behind and in front of the device becomes the unhealthy X of the fantasy and real world. 

  
The search for confirmation of the unspoken truth in one's own truth automatically leads to lies in the now. Moments, places, people, actions, reactions that are not intended for caring. Whose influencer do not awaken spirits, but rather show dark places and want to drag you further into the shadows, hold you there longer to simply use you. The short-term physical pacification saves us over the next few hours full of untruths and the psychological and social rifts are flushed with the toilet paper into the ignored nothingness. 

  
This series begins with clear messages of clear influence of clear profiles of “X”. A handful of hundreds of thousands of posts that are so unspeakably incorrect, racist, degrading, disgusting, inhumane, stupid and dangerous. Characteristic of our now, harmful for sender and receiver. I want everyone to read these words unfiltered and everyone, whether they admit it or not, knows these lies. Accepts it, gladly accepts it, continues to swipe to other, more suitable pictures; or ignore. What is communicated here as the “truth” represents so much of our society. Those who allow this into their bubble in this form are supporters, advocates, tormentors of the lie. Accomplices, and automatically against what is actually really good for them, and others. 

WHORE WITHIN

It crept in like a virus; the constant checking and scrolling and clicking for what we so desperately need. For what makes us cum quickly, makes us be different, makes us be there, makes us courageous. What you could have if you only searched somewhere better… 

  
Like forever chemicals, the quick, isolated route eats into the brain and explodes in shame-filled short-porn discharge. When the hormones kick in and the fake offer pumps for attention, the cold black becomes an on-the-fly absolution of all lies. The omnipresent reminder that it is hotter here; and where you are, it will never be like this! 

  
Worlds merge content creation and incompetent cremation. Reality becomes a perverse cross-border playground of social jerk-off templates. End consumer desires through regrettable excess and paid flushes to distantly foggy dreams. Everything as usual, everything normal. 

VIRTUAL VICES

Will there still be art on a dead planet? Can we prevent the end of the world? Or have we already embarked on our final journey? And if so, will it lead to a destination? Will there be nothing, or do we have a chance to rectify past mistakes and allow something new to emerge? 

  
These were the questions I grappled with during the creation of the "Regeneration" series. Despite all the doom and gloom, I found hope within myself and developed a deep belief that this will not be the end, but rather the fertile ground for the next phase of regeneration. 

  
“Thank God, we made it”, the series starts in my head and everything that's flying around. All the important climate change things, the people and messages, the pressure, the fear, the panic, the now, the confusion. Loser, you didn´t, the system always wins. We are faking the rescue of us and Gaia. Nothing will really change except the color of the bandage on the wounds of the planet. Greener everything will be, but it will not be our globe, but the digital dollars of the decision makers will lead the way and let us know what we can bear.

THANK GOD, WE MADE IT!

„I had to whip up something as bold and unique as you – a jawdropping first impression that's 100% unforgettable. It hits hard, makes a lasting mark, and pulls you in with its in-your-face vibes and vibrant colors. Dear Nadia, turning your breasts into a masterpiece was a must! 

  
**I know you're into the bold stuff!** 

  
I see you as a fierce warrior, battling against injustice and oppression. I aimed for something sensually explicit, subtly and not-so-subtly sexual. I let my instincts run wild, channeling desire, attraction, and pure sex appeal. It's a mix of strength, humanity, and beauty, blended with intelligence, wit, and a heart that's as massive as it gets. I had to honor your femininity and the powerful force you wield over your own body and existence. I usually don't take orders, but my inspiration took the reins, and well, you've left your kiss on me. 

  
And by the way, "Pussy Galore" ain't just a Bond character - it's a vibe. It's a playful, suggestive name that dances on the edge. Just like us, breaking all the rules with style and a smirk.“ 

PUSSY GALORE

The belief that creativity requires multiple personalities sparked a profound journey of self-discovery in me. 

  
While working on this series, I've both questioned and cherished the various aspects that shape my identity. It's easy to feel intimidated by our own multifaceted nature and try to stifle it. But what if we embraced this diversity within us? What if we recognized that our different selves can blend, teach, and empower one another? I reject the confines of labeling and categorization, opting instead to find beauty in the midst of chaos. Thus, I set out on a bold artistic journey, connecting with what I see as my different personas to grasp the entirety of who I am and create a vibrant canvas of self-awareness. 

THE OUT OF TOWNER (A.K.A. THE ALIEN)

**“Just because I love you and you deserve it!”** is what every true love should hear every day. At least I try as best I can to let my true love feel that every day. Nevertheless, a thought haunts me, a feeling ghosts around. Feels like another true love haunts me. This realization alone made me think about another question: **“How many true loves can you even have, and which one's the true one, the realest deal?”** 

  
What defines “true love”? Isn't love more of a moment that expands, that morphs until it doesn't work anymore? It stays that way, or it bursts and everything goes on. I feel like love, like everything, is an evolution. Without loss you might never love, right? What if one true love prepares you for the second true love and perhaps others? When love is not this one special vial that you give to someone, but rather a gigantic pool from which we draw, drink, pass on, share and refill? 

  
What if there is no “true love” but love is always true as long as it is true. What if the search for it should not be part of it at all and we are always and constantly looking for just one love, but don't see that so many others are waiting for us if we don't look according to certain standards; love according to certain standards … 

  
What if true love goes beyond two people? If true love is a crossroad, a connection that has more than two branches? If everything is intertwined, why can't true love be more than one? I know that I have found my true love, but perhaps I have also lost another. So far I have had three true loves. All were different and all were unique. Each one was, is and remains the only true love; the only true love of the moment as we stood by the pool. 

  
I wanted to create a romantic, but light picture. Wanted to capture that feeling, that mix of deep, painful, amazing, healing longing. With wishes, dreams, memories, reality and future fiction. I wanted to express my expanded connection. I wanted to pass on the true feelings that I live, branch them out, let them grow, beyond the clipping. But then I start wondering, another ghost buzzes through my world and asks me: „**What if you could have all your true loves at once?“**

  
Crazy to think about, right? But hey, love's a wild ride, and who knows where it might take you next. 

GEISTERNDE LIEBE

"I ECLAIR MYSELF ABSOLUT PROPERTY" is basically an anthem to yours truly. It's all about embracing who I am, owning it, and leveling up – no holds barred. 

  
Think of it as me shamelessly, boldly marking my unique claim in this wild world, where everyone who enjoys my outpourings as much as I enjoy an eclair is welcome to join the party. 

  
This little piece is a powerful statement about everything I am, can and will be. Like my personal power pose – it screams, **"This is me, take it or leave it!"** And trust me, it's not just delicious, it's a whole mood – sticky, thick, addictive, and totally tantalizing. It's like my brain, my creativity, my essence – all wrapped up in one delectable package. It's a snapshot, like everyone else's. A self-portrait flipped. Salacious, sexy, honest and beautiful to look at. 

  
So yeah, this artwork of course isn't just about me – it's about possibilities, about seeing things from a different perspective, and about diving deep into the soul behind those bright blue windows. 

I ECLAIR MYSELF ABSOLUTE PROPERTY!

2023 marks a turning point in the way I express myself artistically. Although I never found the restrictions during the pandemic really disturbing, the Post-Covid Era started with a real explosion of creativity for me. It was almost as if I had to rid myself of all previous constraints. 

  
The series "23" is to be understood in this context. Each picture is like an affirmation that is meant to give courage, reminding us of the power we carry within us, helping us see light where there is shadow, and believing in ourselves while radiating love. Loud and colorful, it serves as a reminder to shout from the heart: "Now is my time. And it's showtime." 

FLUSHBACK

In my larger-scale artworks, I typically explore myriads thoughts on a single theme, crafting wild and intricate pieces. However, in this series, I focused on distilling a solitary thought for each theme.

  
Embracing a smaller, square format imposed a strict constraint that pushed me to exercise discipline. Each piece in the series is comparable to a concise chapter within a broader story. While self-contained and coherent, they offer a glimpse, rather than the full complexity, of the overarching narrative.

BEACH DAY

I find this new series **MIND-BLOWING**, by which I don't mean that it has to be particularly amazing, but rather **ECLIPSED SOULS** has cost me so much energy like no other before; my brain was even more active, almost borderline overwhelmed, than usual. I had to take breaks because I got too lost; too much flying to think and act clearly and make precise decisions. Breaks I've never had to take before. 

  
A BECKER is supposed to be very energetic, you can feel what I put into it, some say. With this artworks I feel like everything is exploding; slain is no longer an expression at all, challenged is even more so. To date I can say that it is the most intense collection I have ever done, but also the fullest, on all features.

  
 What was most important to me from the beginning, however, was that this series did not invite people to discover things for themselves, but rather that what I had to say was clearly understood. What I have experienced, what I have written, what flows through my heart and mind and what manifests through my fingers onto your walls. I wanted to show that my art cannot be defined by the mass of hand-made drawings or supporting AI-generated inspiration. This is a line of thinking that I generally disapprove of as it is ignorant and one-dimensional. For me, AI is here, AI is an opponent, a second opinion without a soul. An insight from an unknown side into what I have created. Like a friend who gives feedback, but that friend isn’t „real“. 

  
Every AI piece is always based on my own words, thoughts and doing. It is a tool, not the result. An aid, such as a brush, a ruler, a camera, a printer, a potato stamp. It is a means of implementing my ideas and not a creator of my work. Each of my art pieces differs in the intensity and variety of tool use and becomes a unique work of art precisely by mixing a wide variety of handcrafted instruments. 

  
With this series I wanted to prove that you don't need my manual touch to be a real BECKER to check all the boxes. In this series everything is generated, except **every single word** behind the picture, which is what I was really about. 

  
The poem says what I have to say, but communicates in and through a tonality that is absolutely now. The hundreds of AI-generated individual images are interpretations of each and every line from the poems and are all based on what I have written, so at the end everything was “drawn” by myself, right? Nevertheless, for the satisfaction of the masses, so that no one can say anything to the contrary, the poem is of course handwritten, just like the botched drawing line on the colleague's masterpiece. 

  
**Poem „THE SHINY PRETENDER“** | 20W x 20H | included 

THE SHINY PRETENDER | Poems by BECKER

Clouds tell everything. Whenever I look at the sky, I see so many stories passing by, but I never manage to catch them. Before I went home for my latest vacation, I had made up my mind to answer one question by absorbing inspiration to the uttermost, photograph it, take it back with me and dissect it. Three weeks of just looking at the screen above, recording what I perceive in hopes of finding my resolution. 

  
**CLOUDED MIND**, the result of my searching, was created out of **150 cloud photographs, as well as multiple snaps I took during my trip, processed in their natural inter-dimensional form. All drawings, images, everything in these pieces are based on these chapters of heaven and hell.** The one story that I had to experience in particular was that of my home, where I could never really be but always kind of was.

YOU ARE NOT MACHINES, YOU ARE NOT CATTLE, YOU ARE MEN!

ALL BY MYSELF

As I grow older, I find myself losing the sense of freedom and self-determination more and more. I often wonder whether we, as humans, can truly think and act autonomously, or if our lives are controlled and our actions and reactions predetermined. Are we mere puppets on the strings of a puppeteer? Or are we naive victims of the manipulative news in our digital age? Where exactly does the truth lie, amidst our nagging doubts, our hopes for spiritual enlightenment, our religious beliefs, and the distractions of a hedonistic lifestyle? 

  
The chaos of uncertainty is reflected in my works. They serve as prisms through which I gaze upon the essence of my uncertain existence and reflect on how I approach a destination that remains unknown to me. 

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Kay Becker

THE HUNGER GAMES

I AM FREEDOM

REAL GODS GOVERNMENT

WHORE WITHIN

VIRTUAL VICES

THANK GOD, WE MADE IT!

PUSSY GALORE

THE OUT OF TOWNER (A.K.A. THE ALIEN)

GEISTERNDE LIEBE

I ECLAIR MYSELF ABSOLUTE PROPERTY!

FLUSHBACK

BEACH DAY

THE SHINY PRETENDER | Poems by BECKER

YOU ARE NOT MACHINES, YOU ARE NOT CATTLE, YOU ARE MEN!

ALL BY MYSELF

WHY CAN´T I BREAK OUT, WHEN I NOW SEE THE GO?

SCHWERTKAMPF

HUG MY HEART

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