Martin Eder

after the realistic oil paintings of the last exhibition uly, showing balefully candied naked women with slimy iridescent skin and wispy kittens, the tableau is now acceded by large-scale gray-greenish worn-out bodies „with the complexion of the underbelly of dead fish“, as the artist says himself. coquettishly and out of joint, a rainbow coloured butt presents itself as a slimy shimmering counterdraft to media role models, and lost diet competitions and neverending castings. in the paintings it is not the beautiful who dream through the cosmos, but realistic bodies bearing the marks of life. bodies with all their wrinkles and dimples, their straggly hair and damaged nail polish. the female protagonists are taken from martin eder‘s oeuvre of nude photography which he has worked on since 2003 as atlas, diary and documentation. (cf. catalogue: die armen, prestel). their space odyssey takes place – although only in a small scale - underneath the stars of a solarium‘s wallpaper.

„in the face of man there is an infinite entanglement of dodges and evasions that correspond to the mind‘s traffic on which everything rests upon. one does not think of ascribing life to the simplicity of the sun, anymore. however, everyone of us carries this simplicity within himself: he forgets about it to the benefit of an entanglement in accidental events which are dependent from the tight-fisted anxiousness of the self.“
georges bataille, the misfortunes of the present time (1940), in: guilty, paris 1961 (first published).

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