So I was intrigued by a poster at the Sørlandets Kunstmuseum of this installation for a 2010 exhibit, and, without knowing anything about the artist, I bought the poster. It turns out that the Norwegian artist, Morten Viskum, has made a name for himself using a severed hand in abstract painting (claiming that he wants his audience to reflect on death and the role of the artist's hand, he refuses to disclose how he came by this hand or whom it is from) and for displaying a crucified rat (looked more like a hamster to me). [I'm sparing you images from his severed hand series, but a simple Google search will lend plenty of examples] So, now I'm not sure if I want to have hanging in my office this poster of a reindeer with tires (which I liked in its playful reminder of the juxtaposition of Norwegian wildlife and fossil fuels) because I will always associate the artist with his gruesome severed hand on a keyboard, which, and, maybe I'm missing something here, seems like a mid-life crisis, horror-show gimmick, but, hey, what do I know? I still like the reindeer.
So I was intrigued by a poster at the Sørlandets Kunstmuseum of this installation for a 2010 exhibit, and, without knowing anything about the artist, I bought the poster. It turns out that the Norwegian artist, Morten Viskum, has made a name for himself using a severed hand in abstract painting (claiming that he wants his audience to reflect on death and the role of the artist's hand, he refuses to disclose how he came by this hand or whom it is from) and for displaying a crucified rat (looked more like a hamster to me). [I'm sparing you images from his severed hand series, but a simple Google search will lend plenty of examples] So, now I'm not sure if I want to have hanging in my office this poster of a reindeer with tires (which I liked in its playful reminder of the juxtaposition of Norwegian wildlife and fossil fuels) because I will always associate the artist with his gruesome severed hand on a keyboard, which, and, maybe I'm missing something here, seems like a mid-life crisis, horror-show gimmick, but, hey, what do I know? I still like the reindeer.
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