Category: art

What is art? More than 30,000 years ago, our ancestors painted hunting scenes on the walls of their caves, giving free rein to their creativity. In the course of the different art epochs, beginning with ancient Egyptian art up to modern abstract art, the artists of their own epoch always put a certain stamp on their works, their own view of reality. In ancient Egypt people were painted larger or smaller according to their social representation, the old masters painted angels and legendary figures, in modern art there are many interesting levels of abstraction. Very often, you no longer recognize the objects behind the color areas and installations. I am now quite cheeky now, although I am neither an old master nor a modern artist, the freedom to visually represent my form of reality in combination with the messages that are hidden in my tracks.

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The Hairbert Gallery. A short review of the Corona Frustration in the winter of 2021.

Inside Hairbert by christian zich

On 25.1.2021 he saw the light of day or rather he was born on a drawing pad, the Hairbert. He was born out of my personal frustration about the lockdown and all the associated inconveniences, this case the constantly growing hair and the missing visit to the hairdresser.

I was surprised by the positive response behind this art figure. I would not have thought. In the course of the last months I drew the one or other frustration from my soul and each of these small works of art had something to do with Corona and the Lockdown. I’ve been encouraged from many people to continue Hairbert, but honestly, I’ve run out of ideas at the moment. And in no way do I want to keep the little hairy guy alive under stress, so I’m sending him into an artistic slumber for now.

Maybe I’ll wake him up again once I’ve collected enough ideas and when the time is just right.

At the moment my focus is back on the music and the creative realization of the next EP with the simple yet apt name Franz.

A long birth, because musically Franz was born about a year ago and he unfortunately had to go through some musical-creative sinks. Now he is but slowly fledged, I currently rather shirk the mixdown. More about that in another place.

Stay tuned.

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Inside Hairbert – the birth of an artificial character

One day, the whole lockdown got on my nerves so terribly that I had to express my frustration in a drawing. On this day, I was terribly annoyed in the morning about the closed barbershops. But at least I had something in common with our chancellor that morning, no more hairstyle – just hair. Here is the result of that annoying moment:

hairbert - corona sucks

And so Hairbert was born. He is thus a full-fledged child of the Corona Lockdown, although his name was found much later through a query in an Instagram story. At the beginning I definitely didn’t think about a series of drawings, but after the positive feedback I started to think about how to express the Corona frustration on the one hand, but on the other hand how to capture a whole issue with a single image.

Hairbert still has an interesting future, let’s see in which direction he will develop.

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Depict reality? No!

metal meets flesh

Woke up too early in the morning.
It was really cold.
But the sun was shining.
Read the newspaper.
Then – an inspiration.
I took the pencils, the brushes, and the brush pens and started to draw.
Here we are, a good start into an promising day.

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Art is a piece of shit?

sheela gowda, where cows walk.

On 20.06 this year I had again an art experience of a very special kind. An exhibition of the Indian artist Sheela Gowda in the Lenbachhaus. Right in the entrance area the artwork “WHERE COWS WALK” was hanging:

“The concept of using cow dung for a new work commissioned by Lenbachhaus was a deliberate one.“

Source: Lehnbachhaus (Editor): Sheela Gowda. It .. Matters, München 2020.

„The idea was to lay down six jute “canvases” on the floor of a cowshed so that the cows would drop dung on them as they ate and wandered around. The cows walking over this surface would then imprint their hoofs on their own dung creating an organic landscape in this “collaboration”. The jute canvases were then dried over a period of time. The result, though it could not be exact to the execution method, are tapestries that highlight the surface of the mixture ofdung and hay, interspersed with faint markings of cow hoofs.“

Source: Lehnbachhaus (Editor): Sheela Gowda. It .. Matters, München 2020.

What a brilliant idea. Seriously. Maybe a few guys might wrinkle their nose, perhaps thinking “I could have done that.” Or, alternatively, “So can my kids. It’s not art.” My response would be: “You didn’t do it because you didn’t have the idea.” And I would have swallowed the word „ignorant“. What fascinates me personally about modern art is the enormous variety of ideas, whether they’re large areas of color, abstract geometric shapes or simply potato sacks with cow shit. Back to “How Cows walk”. I also find the philosophy behind the creation really interesting:

„As a medium used by Sheela Gowda in response to the emerging political scene in the 1990s, cow dung has become almost an imperative in 2020 with lynching and communal vio-lence becoming the norm through cow vigilantism enabled through tacit political patronage in India.“

Source: Lehnbachhaus (Editor): Sheela Gowda. It .. Matters, München 2020.

Have a look for yourself, the exhibition is really very interesting. Stay tuned.

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Tante Techno eats Uncle House. The story

tante techno eats uncle house. the video.

This is a weird story about two completely different characters: tante techno and uncle house. Both love music, but totally different genres. Lets start with uncle house. He lives in an emotional world. He reacts emotionally to events and can shift quickly from mood to mood. He has rich imaginations, tells entertaining stories, and he is drawn to romance and melodrama. He is always in the center of attention and likes all kinds of house music. He is easily putting his trust in others and he is seeking always for new opportunities and new relationships.

One day he got an irresistible offer: play a gig with tante techno. She was known for hard, electronic #music and for her impatience. Anyone who played a style of music she didn’t like was simply eaten. Any sensible guy would have said no (!) immediately, but our cute little guy again only saw the great party. It won’t be so bad, at the core tante techno is a nice thing too. His friends tried to persuade him, but it was no use, he wanted to play. And so the disaster took its course.

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