Franziska Goes und Achim Kobe – Things We Have In Common
“I take a seat, alone, in a café; people come over and speak to me;
I feel that I am sought after, surrounded, flattered. But the other is absent;
I invoke the other inwardly to keep me on the brink of this mundane
complacency, a temptation.”
—Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse, 1978.
Deep down, artists must love their own work, even if that relationship can be troubled or full of seemingly irrational obligations and actions. Often in second place, competing for attention, are the relationships an artist has with their intimates. But family members, lovers, and friends rarely enter an appreciation of an artist’s work in their lifetime, unless they are the explicit subject of the work. Anecdotal evidence suggests to me that these two relationships—the artist to their art and the artist to their closest fellow beings—do not always square.
Then there is the special circumstance where the intimates involved are both artists, which actually makes nothing any easier. Such is the case with Berlin-based solo artists Franziska Goes (b. 1971, Berlin) and Achim Kobe (b. 1963, Gießen). Although they have been partners for decades, they are not artistic collaborators. And remarkably, the two-person exhibition ‘Things We Have in Common’ (2025) is only the second time that they have ever shown together, the last time being an exhibition in Sweden twenty years ago!
Goes and Kobe each have long artistic biographies listing project spaces, galleries, and institutions. But I imagine them meeting and falling for each other in the late 1990s after studying at the UdK, Berlin, though not at the same time. I didn’t ask them about this personal topic as that would have been inappropriate as the subject proper of this text is, after all, their art. But in my head they are in a film set amongst the gentrifying building sites of the decade, and on the way to an opening at an off-space or one of Berlin’s legendary clubs.
Not exhibiting together much must be a conscious choice on their part, as is the choice to break this self-imposed taboo now. Maybe it is understandable given the unflattering picture revisionist art history gives us of some art couples. Often this involves the scandal of one who dominates (being, for example, radical in the studio but patriarchal at the breakfast table), and the one who gets overshadowed and posthumously dug up. Goes and Kobe belong to a generation who tried from the outset to find a new arrangement—a work in progress. The title of their joint exhibition suggests equality as a worthy aim. And like the starting point of any successful negotiation, the idea of identifying the overlapping areas in their personal Venn diagram.
Goes and Kobe are both devoted abstract rather than figurative painters, so normally their relationship literally doesn’t picture in their art. Driving the point home, they also maintain separate studios on opposite sides of town. And both have employment on the side to keep the wheels turning, Goes is an art educator, and Kobe produces replica ‘modern art’ for film and television. There are faint traces of these other lives in their artistic work. Take, for example, Goes’ engaging schematic formal drive (with its echoes of progressive Bauhaus lessons), or Kobe’s way of dressing exhibition spaces like sets.
Both Goes and Kobe’s approaches to abstraction suggest that our lives, like art, are composed of intriguing patterns and experienced on multiple planes. When surrounded by examples of their works, my eye tries to find a patch on which to pitch a tent within Goes’ jaunty patchwork compositions. Then it glides across the elegant handmade minimalist visual groves and plowed bands of Kobe’s seductive painted paper expanses. As intrinsically different as their work is, I know that they are always conscious of each other while doing their own thing. These are artists committed to uncovering their own inner worlds, but who have been in furtive conversation for more than two decades. For ‘Things We Have in Common’, the artists have divided the gallery space approximately, but not dogmatically, down the middle. Frontally, the two hemispheres communicate, but by turning your back one way or the other, one whole side might ignore the other.
Kobe’s abstraction often intentionally merges with the architectural surrounding such as stairwells, corridors, shop windows, or once, the walls of a platform at the underground station Alexander Platz. Much of his work entails producing parallel lines or stripes and other simple patterns on paper with an array of honed brushes. The resultant rolls of patterned paper then becomes the raw material for wall-mounted works, some of which he cuts out and collages. In this exhibition, the in situ pieces Caso #25 (3) and (4) (both 2025) feature patterned paper cut into arrows and expanded to fill their allotted space. Their interlocking arrows potentially form infinite, vibrant, rhythmic fields. With his signs, every direction is the right way to go, but you can become lost in the details of his making. While his work speaks to the now aged and patinated surfaces of modernity, it does so with a haunting sensitivity. In his spaces, ambient backgrounds come to the fore.
Opposite and self-contained, each of Goes abstract works functions autonomously from the outside world and from each other, although one might understand the artist’s work as a larger flow along self-determined parameters ad infinitum. Thus, her compositions, including I Can Hear the Bird Sing/Blue Line (2025), and Field of Dots/Orange Yellow White (2025), are each both unique and typical. I Can… features a passage redolent of a flowing river or waterfall, and flip-flops between reading as an overview versus a vertical composition. Here and there, coagulating lines trundle across wistful geometric fields of altering textures and consistency. As her method dictates, a limited palette of in-between tones, in this case of blues through greens to purples, and dirty pink to brown, bounce off one another. In comparison, earthy toned, Field of Dots… next door, seems more aerial, as if demarcating a territory containing a constellation of reorganizable forms.
To the art historically minded, Goes’ work is redolent of Western abstraction’s eclectic history from its beginnings in Suprematism right through to Memphis architecture and design, as well as the Neo-Geo movement both of the 1980s. And, we could also include applied art resonances from the patterns of Modernist ceramics and fabrics to designs for urban spaces and transit. (The latter, a rendezvous point with Kobe.) Goes, however, prefers taking an intuitive, openminded over a referential approach. Creating abstract paintings in her style involves taking part in a playful cacophony. And thus, as with Kobe, it is about engaging with and responding to the equally puzzled together contemporary world as we find it.
‘Things We Have in Common’ takes the risk of putting the spirit of the artists’ private communion on display. They are not just exhibiting but exposing. After years of running their individual practises in parallel, they have opened themselves up here to comparison and oscillation. This makes their work complimentary in a relational, postmodern way. Hung together, their painting produces a startling visual effect, invoking a kind of paradoxically unified, compressed maximalist abundance or celebration of difference at close quarters. Here subjective fields are on a collision course. Trumpeting from the walls, their unabashed individual works must each hold their own in good company, while also holding a separate, simultaneous conversation with their viewers.
Dominic Eichler