If you want to stop time, I know how to do it. You don't need modern machines—just bring your body close to mine.

It’s not all about fucking, as Krahe used to say. When you want to stop time, I know how to do it. No special machines are needed. Just your body and mine. (II) 2026. Oil on canvas. 100 x 81 cm. This painting seems to speak of something gentle (and it is), but in reality, it speaks of an urgent and necessary assertion. It speaks of reclaiming time—of having it at our disposal. It speaks of the need for an embrace as a way to pause time and as a non-productive act—one that turns us into feeling human beings rather than mere commodities, products, or customers in a queue. It speaks of the value of being unproductive. It also speaks of the right to access nature. To let ourselves be embraced by it and to embrace within it. To stop plundering it and instead live within it and care for it. Stopping time also means caring for the living environment—an environment constantly threatened by productivity, the drive for "more," and the relentless growth demanded by this destructive form of capitalism. We live in an era that constantly pushes us toward the next task, the next notification, the next obligation. That is why embracing becomes more than just an affectionate gesture; it becomes an act of resistance. Life is time. And time is truly time only when it is felt. Time spent waiting is merely existing. Let us pause, embrace, and truly feel. There is a force out there that begins by denying us the time to talk, think, or feel. Perhaps we are living in a way that serves only a privileged few...