Matthias Koch ( www.matthiaskoch.co) is an artist and photographer originally from Germany. He lived and worked in Chile, Venezuela, Mexico and France and currently established his basecamp in the South of France. He has no special...
Focus:Photographer, Fine Art, Creative, Photography, Illustration, Conceptual, Art
Skills:Photo Editing, Black & White Printing
Transit or always on your way
Sep 2, 2017
Transit ... I am on the road frequently and for long periods of time due to my job. My business trips usually leave me little time and space for creativity. The usual stations are limited to airports, hotel rooms, offices and meeting rooms - not exotic places, but places of banal everyday life.These are the ephemeral places of transit, which are connected by the journey and only exist in a kind of in between time. You're not really there yet and you're already gone. In a way, a metaphor of life: You know that you don't stay long.The height and the deep blue ocean reduce Greenland's southern tip to its geometric form. In winter, shortly before nightfall, the snow on the soft hills of the Mongolian steppe seems like caster sugar.Transit ", however, also reflects the lot of being foreign and alone in transit. The passenger changes planes, gets off at the airport and gets on a taxi, checks in and out of the hotel and then travels the same way in the other direction.At two o' clock in the morning local time, you're still awake. The TV runs and fills the silent void. It's only 6:00 in the evening at home. You eat alone and have one last beer at the hotel bar.Many of the places in "Transit" are non-places in the sense of the French anthropologist Marc Augé. Especially the function of airports, places of transit without history, is not staying.Their purpose is not to establish a particular identity or special relation to their environment. Much more is their similarity to each other, so that one can easily find one's way as a traveller.Here you are always on your way to a place that is more important than this transit point. The time at the airport is waiting time, dead time. You want to keep going as fast as you can. Nobody's gonna run into anybody here.The photo project "Transit" has grown organically during my travels and stays abroad. The series has its origins in my biography and in the impossibility of taking root.A question that is increasingly being asked, as a counterpart to transit, is what home actually means. It offers the material for a new photo series.