Balthasar Brennenstuhl

The Provençal invation in Switzerland goes on in a small, elegant Gallery in Chur in plain Mountain. Sculptures, paintings, and, aware of where we shall be, a Quartet of alphorns.

Some impressions:

This time we move to my home country in a splenditly reastaured barn with a pleasent panorama on the sweet lake of Zurich. It's called "Kulturplatz Wellenberg" what means "Cultural space of the wayvy mountain". Not far from there i have passed my first 20 years of obedience.

For this exhibition I have called Valentin Aren for envigouring purpose, my chap ever since high scool. We have studied art together in the 80's in Paris. A grate reunion!

Some impressions:

Let's render up: this is a pipe! I'm flying to Egypt.

I'm living on the dock of the bay: obviousely somebody arrives

The Rasta skipper starts to download                  

 The slightly straighter skipper makes drop a red tear