Even the title of the individual picture refers to a certain indeterminacy with a "maybe". Is it really the figure depicted, as the title would like to suggest? 
The picture leaves the viewer in this uncertainty and indefiniteness. Who else could it be? It eludes a more precise definition. And thus makes it possible to identify with the figure. Haven't I already been in a comparable situation? What have I done and felt? 

It is no coincidence that the pictures are painted on original packaging cardboard. The packaging tapes become as much a part of the composition as the flaps with which the sides of the packaging are inserted into each other. The primed painting ground usual in an artistic context has given way to a reused object of daily use that usually ends up in the waste paper collection. Can a painting on such a ground claim to be art at all, to hang in a collection of high-priced works? Here, too, a more precise determination is not possible. Again, the statement remains vague and the viewer is thrown back on assumptions and conjectures.


3 Figures: Maybe a white person in the United States

3 Figures: Maybe a fruit picker in Spain

3 Figures: Maybe a Covid protester in Germany

The hope of leaving one's class of origin and, through educational and learning processes, being able to ascend to other worlds of life, career perspectives and possibilities for action than those one knew from one's parental home was an important motor of the post-war period. 
However, the construct of the promise of advancement has lost its lustre. The hope that it would bring an end to social inequality has not been fulfilled. In fact, it has increased in recent years. Fewer and fewer people are accumulating more and more wealth, while more and more people have less and less to live on. And in terms of the consumption and destruction of natural resources, the younger generations will certainly not have it any better.
This is accompanied by the foreboding, the fearfulness that is spreading in society that it will no longer be able to maintain the current standard of living. And this fear seems to be very justified. 


Mum and Dad promised me that I would be better off than they were. They betrayed me. 3

The hope of leaving one's class of origin and, through educational and learning processes, being able to ascend to other worlds of life, career perspectives and possibilities for action than those one knew from one's parental home was an important motor of the post-war period. 
However, the construct of the promise of advancement has lost its lustre. The hope that it would bring an end to social inequality has not been fulfilled. In fact, it has increased in recent years. Fewer and fewer people are accumulating more and more wealth, while more and more people have less and less to live on. And in terms of the consumption and destruction of natural resources, the younger generations will certainly not have it any better.
This is accompanied by the foreboding, the fearfulness that is spreading in society that it will no longer be able to maintain the current standard of living. And this fear seems to be very justified. 



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