1984 — Master Degree in Business Administration, University of Economics Vienna. Theory. Then: over 25 years in a family business. Practice — a company I knew from the inside: its accounts, its prices, its markets, its people. That is where I learned how the market works. And where its limits are.

Since 01.01.1993 I have been working day by day on the development of our money and time art.

»Business is none of Art's business — except Art is using the elements, laws and rules of the market as part of its artistic creation process.«

This is our definition of Money Art, and our core practice. Our work steps out of the traditional laws of the art market, calls them into question, and appropriates those laws — turning them into material for the work itself. Money Art is a liberating response to the market's attempt to appropriate art.

Our approach — friendly subversive.

Our artistic focus — money and price, time and date.

Our paradigm shift — price and date are no longer elements outside the artwork. They are inside it. Part of it.

Our artistic tools — two: a rule, and a unique piece per day.

The consequence — the work itself determines its financial value on the primary market. Time — days, weeks, months, a whole year — becomes an artistic design element.

The system as the artwork — prints are its manifestations. Every HoC-print is a unique piece, not by edition, not by market — by system.

One day. One number. One price.

The artwork is complete only when you choose your day. That moment makes you its last author.

Trained painter. From 1976 to 1983, graphic artist in Munich, working for advertising agencies and — from around 1979 — for Fix und Foxi. At Comicon (Rolf Kauka), alongside Peter Wiechmann and Fred Kipka, his role was to align an international team of illustrators to one shared style. For the Rolf Kauka Gold Comic Buch he created the characters Plitsch und Platsch.

Since 1984, his studio is in Lower Austria. For many years he illustrated the cover comic of the Sparefroh magazine — distributed freely in Austrian banks and schools — and turned the mascot from a thin wire figure into a warm, emotional character, a friend of children at the centre of countless stories.

In 1988 he published his own gag series Das kleine grüne Krokodil und seine Freunde at FMZ Verlag.

Advertising work for McDonald, ATTAC, Benko, Biene Sumsi and others. Since 01.01.1993, with Christopher Temt, as KMENTEMT.

With all its beauty, glamour, power and money, art attracts one to become a part of it. So, you begin your first work of art, and it feels good! One thing leads to the other, the work flows, and the ideas rush down like a waterfall! You are enthusiastic and believe that you are part of something bigger. After finishing your work of art you lean back and think to yourself: “Well done!”

After enjoying this overwhelming feeling, you look up and have the realization, that art, itself, has stolen your work claiming it as its own. It does not belong to you anymore. Instead of being thankful for your gift, art pulls at you and says, “That's it? No way, I want more!”

So you start your next piece and this time it is not so easy. Having lost your innocence, creating turns into hard work. But still, you do your job and create your next work of art, and the next one and the next one. Your life as an artist goes on. You can barely live from it and realize that you have turned into a slave. Art has become the master of your life. But it is ok, because you feel your work (at least sometimes) deals with the fundamental questions of life and the universe.

You get older, while the cost of living continually increases, your responsibilities also increase. You might even have a partner and a child. Your needs have become urgent, yet, the big breakthrough has not come. Daily life is more and more difficult, and more often than not, you are sick of exhausting yourself for art's sake.

That's the moment when compromise appears on your stage and whispers in your ear: “My dear, you do such great work and still you get nothing in return. Take me, and I promise, you will make a living. You might even become famous and rich.” You think of all your unpaid bills and decide, thinking, “This will just be a small compromise. It will do no harm to me and my work.”

The galleries start to exhibit and sell your works of art. You get invited to festivals and are on TV. The “Like It” clicks are increasing like never before. Everything seems to be fine. You can pay your bills and are able to move into a bigger flat.

But compromise is the natural enemy of art. And art is a jealous god who will never accept compromise at his side. Therefore, art will send you — if you are lucky — a child (like in the story of The Emperor's New Clothes) to point out your weaknesses. And if you are unlucky, art will come to you in a nightmare and tell you: “You did me wrong, you did me wrong, you did me wrong…” until you wake up sweating and ask art for forgiveness.

Art might be generous, but it wants something in return. It wants your heart, your mind and even your soul. You will sacrifice everything on the altar of art, because you are addicted to art, to being a slave of the creative process art has bestowed on you and enslaved you with. You can no longer live your life without art. You are like an old junkie who needs his daily dose — not to get high, but to function normally.

From now on you work harder than ever before. You work your fingers to the bone, no longer caring about fame or wealth. Art squeezes you like a lemon — that was the deal — until the last drop of your flow of creativity has finally been sucked out of you. Then, when you have nothing left to say, art spits you out like tasteless rind and turns with all its beauty and power to the next suitor. And the game begins again.

And you? Go cold turkey to kick your addiction and find a regular job (maybe advertising)? If you can't, then you might settle at the boundaries of art as an art teacher — or even worse, as a copyist of your own work.