Leonie Schlüter

2026

Tausend Bilder, Gerüche, Gefühle, Farben.
Gedanken – Geradeaus, im Kreis, Schlangenlinien. Warm, kalt, langsam und schnell.
Laut in meinem Kopf, still um mich herum. Lass es laut um mich herum sein und still –
still in mir.

At first sight many things seem to be more or less what they seem,
the less you care the more you see.
Deep inside under layers of old pretense
there may lay forgotten gold
rottin‘ there without a sense.

The urge to fly-
cushioned by mechanic moves.
No room left to spread your wings.
No human dignity to loose.