STEFAN DALLMEIER

I was born into a time that believed in change. The sixties. They say those years turned the world and maybe that's true and maybe it's only a story told after the fact.

I studied what a man studies when life demands bread. Business. Programming. Numbers and code, the language of machines before the machines began to speak for themselves. Years as a freelancer. You do the work that's in front of you and you do it well or you don't.

But there was the other thing. The camera in my hand for as long as I can remember. No trade, no assignment, only the eye that wants to see a thing before it's gone. You could say I photographed the world to keep it. Light on a wall. A face passing by. Things that were vanishing anyway even as the shutter closed on them.

Then came the screen and with it a second camera, one that doesn't only see but transforms. I began to work on the photographs and found the working wanted to be more than correction. It wanted to be painting. So the photograph became a second image, kin to the first the way a son is kin to his father, alike and yet another man entirely.

I call it Digital Fusion Art. A name serving a thing that needs no name to be what it is. Photography and painting locked together till no one can say where one ends and the other begins.

Everything you see here was made by my own hand, on my own machine, with tools I operate myself. No machine has thought what you see here. Only a man and the time he gave the thing.

P.S. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. (Cormac McCarthy)