Identification, the service of identifying, certifying Identity that is, remains one of the fiercest battles being fought within this modern day internet. As Google, facebook, Yahoo, Apple and others strive to collect this prize, this Holy Grail, this remedy for that dangerous sickness that is anonymity, they use all the dirty tricks within the repertoire of modern day market street fight. Anonymity was one of the strongest arguments for and one of the most powerful motors of the evolution of modern means of communication. And it has always been a thorn in the side of potentates, structures and autocratic systems. Anonymity is the sworn enemy of power and the natural ally of freedom. And as our features are being scanned and stored in databases, correlated with our habits, needs and darkest secrets, we may loose a quintessential feature of our humanity, our real identity as humans, what Martin Luther meant when he wrote his famous song “Die Gedanken sind frei”:
“Thoughts are free, who can guess them?
They fly by like nocturnal shadows.
No man can know them, no hunter can shoot them
with powder and lead: Thoughts are free!”
“Rot.Freq – for Hedy Lamarr (Identity III)”, xerography, 2017, DIN A4
“An eye for an ID (Identity II)”, xerography, 2017, DIN A4
“Handshake (Identity I)”, xerography, 2017, DIN A4
As Elizabeth I. of England famously put it, she had no “…desire to make windows into men’s souls”; well now we do.
She gazes at us, out of the abyss of unlimited data and infinite transmissions, begs the question: “do you want me”? Who is me, who is you, we are all anonymous animals, let loose beasts, monsters that linger in the realm of self devotion, pure ego – “do you want yourself” should be the proper question…
“TP (her_face_012)”, glitch 4th°, 4000×2777, 2017
“TP (her_face_012)” is part of the series “her_face” dealing with the depiction of the female face or its omission for that matter in modern day web pornography.
Since very early on I love xerographies. The grain produced by a FAX or copy machine is just beautiful, sensual to me. Besides evoking a certain Lo-fi punk aesthetic, it still is a tool fitting our age of uninhibited reproduction and copying. What is serial, what a series, what unique, what a multiple, these questions arise instantly when dealing with FAX or copy art.
The following series called “Tempus Fugit” (actually a triptych) deals with issues of time through the evocation of past, present and future. But what are these categories, what do they mean to us limited beings, do they even exist beyond our imagination? I have no answer to that.
“Tempus Fugit” I, II & III, xerography, 2016, 29,7 x 42 cm
PS: I made a quick and dirty piece of music to go along 😉
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This is a sad story indeed. The flick from which the original screenshot was taken is a very brutal piece of pornography. The ‘actress’, Daniella Pratchet, did commit suicide the day after ‘performing’ in this one. I don’t have any numbers to support that claim, but I read once that the suicide rate among porn actresses is significantly higher than average, which would come as no surprise to me, giving the degrading nature of many of the productions.
I have been working on some new stuff for my series “her_face”. “her_face” is a series of glitch art prints that deal with the depiction of the female face or its omission for that matter in modern day web pornography. I guess in these works, the definition of glitch is very much stressed, but man, do I care… I am over the shit storms and endless discussion of what glitch art is or isn’t, the community seems quiet ideological, almost religiously fervent…
If you believe porn sites descriptions and titles, almost everybody is involved in incest. On some pages, 3/4 of the material is labelled as such. So I wanted to pay homage to this phenomenon by naming this piece “sister” – the video was titled brother does sister or something like this. I love the way she does the exorcist trick with her eyes and everything is in place, the running TV, posters in the back, last not least her ‘brother’ behind her… pure fascination. I had to do this one, don’t hold it against me.
Speaking of found footage, this really is a find. An old (Serbian?) VHS tape, mixed together porn (the nasty kind of) and a Serbian nationalist propaganda music video, I did not hesitate a spilt second. The song praises Radovan Karadžic whom, let me remind you, is responsible for tens of thousands of barbaric killings – if you like (and have a good day) try googleling Srebrenica, it will ruin that day for good, so be warned.
The musical track is provided by an Serbian polkaganda trio of unknown identity or status (maybe the crowd can clear that up) and reworked by KAISAR who are:
I have to admit, I love the idea of resolution. As a technical boundary, as metaphor, as philosophical construct maybe… Resolution is the final frontier with the advent of 4K and all, yet that does not satisfy me at all. One of the last movies to move me was an old 16mm projection of Peter Joachim Holz’s movie “Motivbesichtigung. Ansichten zu Leben und Tod des Dichters Uwe Greßmann.”. It was just grainy handheld material; mostly shots of the city with a lyrical voiceover but it touched me deep inside… So I guess all technical achievement is no substitute for a good story or an interesting idea.
This is not my first attempt of derezzing pornographic material (as a symbol for the degradation of the female body and soul in modern day capitalism and such…), you can find more stuff if you dig around here… I call it porn-art.
It was quiet a ride, and it was fun, shooting on Friedrichstraße during Karneval der Kulturen yet nobody gave a damn… guess that’s why I still love Berlin. So much freedom and creative potential… So enjoy and share if you care.
The source material was taken from within the Prelinger Archives, such a delightful source… must say I love Archive.Org. “Keep The Lights On” is obviously a song about fear and isolation (recurring themes of my work altogether) and I believe it needs no further explanation…
I have allways been fascinated by pornography and what it says about the world we live in. These films (used in the clip) where produces ca. 1950/60 and there is a charm, an innocence to them, that can’t be found in modern day erotica. Like all and everything these days, sex (and the depiction of it) has become an industry and where there is industry, there can’t be beauty (IMHO).