The Evening Primrose is one of the plants featured in the audio walk “Bewilderung” which will be presented to the public within the frame of Güterbahnhof Open.
Bewilderung is a geolocated sound installation and can be heard via an app on your mobile phone: Echoes.xyz.
You will hear spoken word, poems, songs – all of them referring to those pioneer plants which are the first ones to root in poor or even contaminated soils, fallow land or industrial terrains: The mullein, golden rod, wild carrot… The Güterbahnhof garden sprouts an enormous variety of wild and cultured plants, vagabonding species, travellers from afar and from ‘balconia’.
Here I would like to thank the following singers and speakers for their enthusiastic vocal support:
Christine Kriegerowski and Katrin Heidorn Eleni Poulou Jasmina Al-Quaisi Matteo Spano Meltem Nil Rupert Enticknap Uwe Teichmann
Additional Voices: Anja Fussbach, Marion Bösen, Jörg Wenke
Contributing musicians: Marion Bösen, Tobias Lange, Peter Apel, Clay Scofield, Matteo Spano, Anja Vollendorf, Hannes Wienert
GPS-based audio walk on the wild and cultivated plants of the Künstlerhaus Güterbahnhof [freight train station] Bremen. EN/DE. Permanent exhibition, 3 years minimum.
Via a free ‘app’ (echoes.xyz) installed on your mobile phone, < 6 compositions can be listened to while walking among the plantings on the grounds of the Güterbahnhof art and culture area.
The focus is on a selection of wild plants that, although ubiquitous and indispensable to the insect world, are ‘blank slates’ in their (medicinal, ecological, historical) peculiarities for most city dwellers: Evening Primrose, Mugwort, Yarrow, Mullein, Wild Carrot, etc.
The compositions approach the respective plant in different ways: in dialogues, as sonification, via onomatopoeia, song, narration, and field recording.
The aim is a series of musical pieces that convey a sensory-poetic experience of the wild plant world – including its communications and secrets invisible to the human eye. The installation will be open to the public and accessible around the clock from the 18th of September 2022 on
Painting, drawing, silkscreen prints, geo-located audio walk
Invitation to the exhibition at Tor 40, Bremen Opening: 24. September, 8 pm Performance “Duftgesänge” with Gabi Schaffner and Hans Kellett that same evening
September 24 – October 3, 2021 Open daily from 3 pm to 6pm or contact Tor26@gb-bremen.de
Wir freuen uns, daß wir in diesem Sommer 3 Künstler*innen ins Gastatelier im Tor 26 einladen konnten. Sie haben dort jeweils zwischen 4 bis 6 Wochen gearbeitet. APL315 ist aus der Ukraine, lebt jetzt seit mehreren Jahren in Montenegro. Gabi Schaffner lebt und arbeitet in Berlin. Anya Triestram ist tätig in Wien und Leipzig. In dieser Ausstellung präsentieren sie ihre Arbeiten, die zum Teil in Bremen entstanden sind.
Address: Güterbahnhof Bremen – Areal für Kunst und Kultur Beim Handelsmuseum 9, 28195 Bremen www.gb-bremen.de
Turn up the volume and rejoice: The era of combustion engines is coming to an end. And Ms Schaffner’s radio play “Otto Mötö – From the Archives of Martti Mauri” foresaw it all! Feel free to dive into the sound world of Martti Mauri, Finland’s first motor music avantgardist, a forerunner of techno and music of shared origins and a true feminist composer and collaborator. His life ended in a car crash in 2003 – and let us go from there…
Otto Mötö was written and directed by Gabi Schaffner and received the prize “Radio play of the Month” in 2012. Mötö is also a collaborative project involving the following composers from Finland, Germany and Austria:
Lauri Kivelä, Jani Purhonen, Helsinki; „Pink Twins“ (Vesi & Juha Vehviläinen), Helsinki; Tuomo Puranen (Op:l Bastards), Helsinki; Ovro, Finnland Dirk Hülstrunk, Frankfurt; Michaela Schimun, Wien; Gabi Schaffner, Berlin; Martin Moritz, Hamburg Idea/conception „Martti Mauri“: Gabi Schaffner, Martin Moritz 2009 All original sound recordings: Gabi Schaffner 2009 – 2012
Kuunvalo nukahti ja tähdet katosivat taivaalta. Ja maa hengitti hiljaa lumen alla. The moonlight fell asleep and the stars disappeared from the sky. And the earth breathed quietly under the snow.
A radiophonic journey into the (sub)arctic winter.
The term ‘Kaamos’ refers to the lightless period of the year (above the 60th latitude) when the sun lingers below the horizon. Kaamos is the time of darkness, of stillness and quietude and of the arctic light, a time for storytelling, contemplation and of taking a rest. A Sami legend tells us of the ‘Nest days’, because it was believed that the sun rests like an egg in its nest during that time. ‘Kaamos’ also stands for a mental state that is difficult to endure and is also used synonymously for winter depression in Finnish culture.
LOCATION The town of Mäntää-‐Vilppula is located approximatly 180 km northeast of Tampere, on the shores of Lake Melasjärvi. It is surrounded by a sparsely populated landscape made up of forests, lakes and rivers. Temperatures in January and February go from – 20 to -‐2 degrees Celsius. Northern lights occur at times.
KAAMOS RADIO will track both the phenomenon and variations of its inner states -‐ as a local radio sphere -‐ in field recording -‐ in talks with artists and musicians from the area -‐ via congenial guest contributions and radio streams -‐ as an ongoing attempt to respond to the conditions of light and temperature
PLEASE SHARE WITH ME -‐ theme specific compositions -‐ favourite winter‐time stories -‐ poems and spoken word -‐ recordings and investigations Please send your files via wetransfer to email@example.com. Please provide two or three lines each about the piece and yourself including a website, if possible. Please put Kaamos Radio Contribution as a subject line.
LIVE STREAM As the project is still in its planning stage, the final dates need to be confirmed yet. Scheduled are -‐ Saturday, February 13, 2021 -‐ Saturday, February 20, 2021 The length of the broadcasts is between 2 and 6 hours on the respective days. DEADLINE Please submit your audio pieces until the 3rd of February 2021
KAAMOS RADIO is a temporary radio art project located at the residency studios of the Serlachius Museum in Mänttä/Central Finland. It is initiated and maintained by the Berlin sound artist and performer Gabi Schaffner, in cooperation with Sophea Lerner (Open Radio, Helsinki),Marold Langer-Philippsen (radiolada, Bratislava) and aporee.org (Berlin)
SCHEDULE The program will grow with the flow of the events. There is no fixed time schedule. You’ll find a list of all participating artists on the datscharadio website in due time. KAAMOS RADIO CAN BE HEARD ON ● datscharadio.de ● openradio.in (play.openradio.in/public/openradio) ● in collaboration with other radio stations and projects (if interested, please, let me know) Contact: firstname.lastname@example.org
Rapid(s)Trains, a set of four new compositions, has been selected as one of the sonic artworks to be featured at OPEN GOREY, “Sleepertown”, a mobile art event in Gorey, Ireland.
Sleepertown will utilise mobile technologies (Geo-Fencing) to create a parallel listening world, accessed digitally within the public realm. This world will coexist with our ‘real-world’ geographical landscape and will encourage people to move through the town of Gorey to specific spaces/places. As they move, they will trigger and immerse themselves, in new public installations/sculptures/interventions/artworks via their personal mobile devices.
Ms Schaffner goes “Schwarzwald” in 2020! I am very happy to say that I have been accepted into the residency program of Global Forest e. V. at St. Georgen/Black Forest: Composition, research, and vinyl production.
Warum Frankfurts Stadtteil Fechenheim früher 56 Vereine hatte,
weshalb die dortige Hühnerfarm keine ist und was es sonst mit kleineren
Verpuffungen so auf sich hat, das weiß alles Harry Hoppe.
hr 2019 | 35 Min. | Erstsendung [“A Smaller Deflagration”: Translation not available]
1950 zugezogen als “Eingeplackter”, betätigt er sich in Fechenheim seitdem als Berater, Seniorensicherheitsbeauftragter, Blumengießer, Vereinsgründer und vieles mehr. Die in Berlin lebende Performerin und Radiomacherin Gabi Schaffner, 1965 in Frankfurt geboren und in Fechenheim aufgewachsen, lässt in ihrem Hessen-Hören-Stück den Klang ihrer ersten Heimat vor allem durch Harry Hoppe erzählen, ummantelt, über- und untermalt durch Vor-Ort-Geräusche. Der Dank der Autorin gilt: Harald Hoppe, Richard Schaffner, dem Verein Vereinigte Geflügelzüchter 1897 und dem Tierschutzverein Frankfurt und Umgebung von 1841.
Sendung: hr2-kultur, The Artist’s Corner, 11.01.2020, 23:00 Uhr.
The night is, far more than the day, a sphere of transmission. Fragrances and odours are perceived more strongly, the ear is sharpened, the superiority of the visual recedes. Since its inception, Datscha Radio has paid special attention to the night. In the three-part event series NACHTGÄRTNERN [NIGHT GARDENING], Datscha Radio intends to fill the living space of the night in a synaesthetic and radiophonic way. Each station is located in a different garden in Berlin. We will broadcast live, from exactly sunset to sunrise. (Depending upon transmission date, the transmitting time will vary).
I The Night of the Nightingales (April 30th) Datscha Radio explores the essence of the night on the first evening with a focus on the nightingale (Luscinia megarhynchos). April 30th, 20.32 – 5:33, May 1st, 2019. II Frequencies and Fragrances ( (August 8th) Datscha Radio will take one step further in its radio-sensory exploration of the nightly garden. How may scents translate into radio? August 8th, 20:46 – 5:39, August 9th III Night Walks, Rituals and Ceremonies ( (October) 21st of October, 5:57 pm – 22nd of October 7:45 am. Uneven ground, restricted view, in the truest sense of the word unforeseen obstacles: Walking in the dark activates different abilities of our senses and physics. Body boundaries shift and expand, and with them also thinking and imagination go new ways…
“The Madness” accompanies me since 2006 when I
wrote it on request of the Frankfurt label Gruenrekorder. A handmade
three-lingual edition was published on occasion of a presentation at the
Titanik Gallery in Turku, Finland (“Through the Grapewine”,
2011). In 2015 it was accepted by Soundproof/ABC Australia for a
perfected production and broadcast in 2016.
Excerpt: Any documentarist must either be mad or go mad while pursuing her work. It might be very well to embark on a journey, but carrying along technical devices for the purpose of documentation is sometimes presumptuous and can lead you into the quagmire of self-humiliation, too. Not that it would be a question of falsehood, which is inevitably attached to any object of objectivity. But isn’t documentation, generally speaking, a kind of theft? Isn’t it like stealing from time? And, what’s more, isn’t it done in a more than awkward fashion considering the value of that which is documented? With regards to the total inadequacy of human perception, the question arises as to whether or not the obsessive pursuit of a particular goal must automatically leads to insanity. But a documentarist must turn mad just at the moment he or she realizes that something wonderful is happening… the videotape is at its end, the pencil broken, the aperture wrongly adjusted or simply the battery is dead. It has happened to many, but few have put it in writing: The failure of the ethnographer right in the middle of things. Compared to the total triumph that results from having captured something absolutely unique; something precious; the authentic copy of a stretch of time. The DNA of reality, a sequence of real-time. Holy real-time, mantra of the field-recordists. Lost! Lost!
Technical Failure 1: The Handsome Young Man The minidisk recorder failed for the first time on a Sunday morning, 7th of July, on the occasion of a bus trip into a neighbouring village (which had been organized for journalists and interested individuals by the festival board). The bus stopped in front of a vestry equipped with a wooden stage and rows of chairs. The backdrop of the stage was adorned with a Finnish landscape painting in sparkling green and blue; cloudlets in the sky and a little brook. We were introduced to: the village choir, the music teacher (being prominently seated next to the piano), some little nippers with violin and accordion at a tender age ranging from five to seven years, and a handful of young talents from the vicinity. Now there was an exception, a boy of maybe 16 years who, when you just looked at him, caused something in your heart to tremble. This, as far as I could see, was due to the delicate features and lines around his mouth which was straight but still the most mobile part of his face. His accordion-playing was without question first class, and consisted of only two short pieces. Each single tone, each note appeared as an innermost expression in his face and only after that were they emitted as sound from the instrument. Naturally, such an instance happens much too fast to perceive and name it consciously – only by memory can one slow it down and retrieve it in fragments. I had put the broken machine aside and was totally absorbed in this much too short contemplation. His face remained, while he played, perfectly naked and sensitive, but so deeply immersed as to be unreachable.
Deleted No. 1. Eero Peltonen sings the “Song of the Happy Squirrel” Did I talk about the aura of technical disaster in the beginning? Well, now my head is again veiled by a dark cloud, quite similar to a mosquito-cloud and I am being heavily pestered by the vile, derisive hum of failure in my ears. Beform my inner eye: visualizations of finger tips on wrong buttons, the fall of technical devices from tables and rocks, malfunctions of in- and outputs, and in between, the gaping black gorge of forgetfulness. Therefore, it is now time for Laulu Oravasta the “Song of the Happy Squirrel”: A squirrel sits in its cove high up in a tree and it looks down onto the world. But all it sees is death and murder and other evil things happening on earth. The squirre| is very frightened, but then it looks another way. Right before its nose, the tree stretches a big branch out into the open air, green and green with rustling leaves. Just like a beautiful big flag, thinks the squirrel and continues watching the swaying branch. By now, the whole tree has started to sway, and the squirrel feels warm and comfy. The trees rocks the squirrel in ivs cove like a mother rocks her baby to sleep. All the trees of the forest move with the wind and the whispering of the leaves makes the forest sound like a kantele, Metsän kantele, the kantele of the forest. At the end, it looks up through all the leaves and branches into the sky. Birds are floating in a huge flock through the blue, singing. And the squirrel feels very happy. The song is a famous poem by Aleksis Kivi, the first Finnish writer who dared in 1870 to publish a novel in his mother tongue (and not in the formerly prescribed official language that was Swedish). Eero says, of course everybody would talk about Kivi’s novel „The Seven Brothers“, but his songs would also be very beautiful. The squirrel song has a rather simple melody; at the end of each verse, Eeros voice comes down to a deep bariton, vibrating on a single tone and then starting anew. The song ends very low somewhere in the bass notes – and that was the moment I started to cry. Heart of wax, perhaps, who could tell.
Narrated landscapes in Iceland and Australia Commissioned by Deutschlandfunk Kultur 2016. Composition and text. Phonurgia Nova Fieldrecording Award 2016: Honorable Mention.
Hidden Places is a cluster of 18 compositions centered on the idea of “wilderness” descriptions from Iceland and Australia.
The concept of landscape is manmade, and it is predominantly Western culture that defines our notion of nature. As a free form poetic quest Hidden Places examines the ways how this is done and it does so by asking people for their stories.
Everyone knows trains. They take you from A to B. And possibly back.
The train is a myth, not only as a means of transportation, but also as a reinvention of the concepts of time and speed. A train can also be considered as a narrative – with an open end and an open beginning. In between: a time-stream filled with acoustic imagery.
Kunstfrühling Bremen 2014. Galerie Herold. Gabi Schaffner: Music4Trains – Installation and performance with Ansgar Wilken; Installation and intervention: The Fado Hour Kuratiert von: Marion Bösen Installation: 4 CD players, 64 Speakers in 4 clusters Performance: with Ansgar Wilken (Cello) Vinyl-Edition: 10 copies. Dubplate & handprinted cover. Price 120 Euro (1 left)
In Music4Trains, the acoustic qualities of environmental, accidental sounds are used as musical elements. In turn, selected samples from the canon of modern composition got freed from their original structure and shred down to fragments of noise. I did so to show my appreciation for work already done in the field of “locomotive music”. At the same time, this rather casual choice reflects the thorough omission of another thousand of musical works done on trains.
The ‘classic’ fragments were spliced, looped, speeded up or down, hacked into, turned over or reversed, until they turned into an acoustic debris not unlike the stuff you find in the trackbeds between the blackish grid and those patches of sturdy, uncompromising vegetation.
Conversations, phone calls on platforms, loudspeaker announcements, children’s screams, the sticky scent of human presence. A violin played at Hauptwache Frankfurt, an opera singer practising in an underpass somewhere in New Zealand, Hamburg’s main station anti-junky classic muzak, freight trains passing through Bremen and Gießen stations, Polish workers taking their leave from Berlin. I have been travelling u-tube videos, sampling away on Hungarian passenger trains and on the archives of freesound.org. And I taped this sad and furious old lady on a train to Vienna.
I am in love with breaches, flaws, mistakes, gaps and of course: noise. All of this connect us to the intangible fleeting beauty of our daily lives that are made up of noises, sounds and an all-pervading music. More unused field recordings of trains and stations rumble about on my hard drives, shifting there like restless sleepers in their digital trackbeds. These four pieces are what came into being for now. Anything more you’ll have to make up yourself.