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Karen Kilimnik takes pictures with the same gesture she paints with: an unerring sense of the glut of shiny surface beauty, under which lurk the shades of monstrous things unseen and unspoken. She takes pictures with a shrewd, informed eye. She adores kitsch, but she knows how phony it is and how much this phoniness makes it irresistible. She is a wise old soul but she's absolutely determined to preserve the innocence and vulnerability of a young and restless mind. Kilimnik takes pictures of what she unconditionally loves, and this love is eclectic and deeply darkly romantic. She photographs idylls ad nauseam: the rolling hills of the Cotswolds in south central England, so leafy they almost seem unreal; a ladies' bicycle, hedge-lined streets, sheep in the shadow of a tree, cows in the morning mist, a squirrel that seems to be nibbling on a flower, sitting ducks on the banks of a stream. Kilimnik views profane reality through the mercilessly wide-open eyes of her camera lens, transforming it in her photographs into a stage for her fabulously dreamy / nightmarish fairytale figurations and arrangements. When reality does not suffice, she embellishes it, trimming the trees in the garden, for example, with glass Christmas ornaments or with fairy lights. Running through Kilimnik's photographic work are several motifs we know from her painting. And the two come together in her obsession with photographing details from her own paintings over and over again, such as the magnificent palace walls she has painted, as though beseeching us to agree that her painted fictions are no less real than so-called reality.
Witty political posters and flyers from Dan Mitchell of Poster StudioBritish artist Dan Mitchell (born 1966) designs subversive, socially critical and humorous posters to promote exhibitions, and to serve as critical commentary on everyday events. This is the first book to bring together his complete posters and flyers.
They still exist, these little cafes, inns, Branntweiner [small drinking places that open early in the morning], bars or as the customers refer to these places dens, where time seems to have stopped. Klaus Pichler (photos) and Clemens Marschall (text) went on a mission to find, document and explore the last of these refuges for a dying drinking generation. The book is a swan song for these bars in Vienna that have shaped their customers' existences for decades, places that are soon to disappear forever.
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