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| Published: | January 2004 |
| Pages: | 158 |
| Publisher: | JRP/Ringier |
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Official site Artist's bio NY Times Review of Breuning's Art |
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Olaf Breuning presents a behind-the-scenes-look at his wacky, satirical world of costumed extremists and nomadic protagonists.
"Do Not Come to Easter Island!" is what the prudish travel agent wrote to Olaf Breuning when he inquired about getting permission for his pending photo project. Naturally, Breuning embarked the next day to shoot the famous, monumental Moai heads, complete with bunny-ears and rabbit-teeth, in an image that mixes one part blasphemy with two parts prankster-playboy. Similarly adolescent exploits from Breuning, a 21st-century Martin Kippenberger, are given full exposure in this single-volume monograph in French and English.
Home documents the artist's photos, films, and installations from 2001 to 2004 in brilliant color spreads, filling entire pages with Breuning's lunatic characters and over-the-top stage sets. It follows a double show at two venues in France, the Musee d'Art moderne et contemporain in Strasbourg and the Magasin Centre National d'Art Contemporain in Grenoble. Taking its title from the artist's first medium-length film, Home also features a terrifically engaging behind-the-scenes narrative of the film's production from its star, Brian Kerstetter. Writing with a breezy, blog-ready style, Kerstetter recounts how the duo hired (and overpaid) a Vegas prostitute not to have sex with them, why Breuning orchestrated a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon, and the funny details of other gonzo-style episodes in Tokyo, Machu Picchu, and the outskirts of Queens, New York.
These masterfully reproduced images showcase the temporary-Halloween-store madness that pervades Breuning's work. No costume is too tacky to include in his photographic tableaux; his subjects sport army fatigues, vampire teeth, cheap wigs, and hideous makeup, all the while posing with the seriousness of Shakespearean troupe actors. Mexican day-of-the-dead skeletons and ghosts haunt his installations, lending the scenes an air of kitschy, ethnographic mysticism. The final section of stills and production shots from Home halts the film's careening tempo, allowing a lingering look at a masterpiece that Breuning calls "particularly stupid."
-Jessica Kraft