21/10/2025
For nearly six years, from 2013 to 2018, I worked as Professor Andreas Bee’s assistant at the Braunschweig University of Art. During those years, we organized 61 artist talks, one workshop, and two group exhibitions with renowned representatives of the European and North American art scenes. It was a long and intense period with its ups and downs, a time during which a close intellectual friendship grew between us; I have fond memories of the countless discussions we had about art, literature, philosophy, and music. Our friendship, however, does not prevent me from offering an impartial portrait of Andreas Bee as a scholar enthralled by complex ideas, with a remarkable ability to poeticize his discourse on art and his incessant quest for the deeper existential meanings, underneath the layers of paint, pixels, paper, metal, stone, and bronze. “By the way,” Andreas wrote in an interview last year, “I’ve always agreed with Beuys that there is something wrong with the revolutions in which one doesn’t laugh much.” Our “Welcome” events were not revolutions, but neither were they rigid lectures in a lecture hall. And, if you popped by during any of them, you would certainly have heard plenty of laughter!
(Text: Luciana Tamas)
