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nIkOLAuS-OTTO kRuCh                                     AbSTRACT/AbSTRuSE


                                                                   the anatomy of anguish

                                                                                 by

                                                                                 Coriolan Babeti

                                                                  i think there are fictions that an author has to ask
                                                                  forgiveness for. for those that are improbable.
                                                                  for example, the one i am labouring under: the
                                                                  final  judgement  of  modern  critical  judgement,
                                                                  the judgement of judges, shocked at discovering
                                                                  that all the painted canvases  of  the  world are
                                                                  nothing other than brushstrokes put there by a
                                                                  “much larger” painter… and that, all together, they
                                                                  form a “much larger” painting, a galactic canvas
                                                                  depicting the grimace of terrestrial civilisation, a
                                                                  cosmic scream painted by an “ecorche” forced to
                                                                  undergo an inhuman dissection, a canvas whose
                                                                  chronicle we critics have ourselves adulterated
                                                                  through our eulogistic tone.

                                                                  A canvas exhibited in the astral ether depicting
                                                                  the explosion of a supernova; the supernova of
                                                                  the  history  of  planet  Earth  in  the  age  of  Kali,
                                                                  the last cycle of styles cut adrift. few, very few,
                                                                  “brushtrokes”  would  be  found  in  this  galactic
                                                                  canvas apart from the angel of death, the scream
                                                                  of  each  ego-atom,  prisoners  of  the  “ladle”  of
                                                                  forms, freed from the metaphors of the gutteral,
                                                                  thundering voices of the Ego.


                                                                  Very few flashes of light in this chiaroscuro.

                                                                  “The  dark  monster”  of  youthful  vehemence  is
                                                                  made  clear  in  the  early  ‘80s,  when  the  young
                                                                  came together in febrile, provocative exhibitions
                                                                  pitted  against  the  comfortable  armchairs  of
                                                                  preceding  artistic  techniques  and  genres,  the
                                                                  sedentary  iconographies  set  up  on  the  four
                                                                  pillars  of  official  salons:  painting,  graphic  art,
                                                                  sculpture and decorative arts.

                                                                  T h e   D a n t e s q u e   B i e n n a l e   i n   R a v e n n a ,  w h i c h
                                                 nikolaus-otto kruch
                                                     Women and Fish  has  set  a  difficult  exercise  (providing  a  three-
                                                        2001 Bronze   dimensional illustration for a terzina, or stanza,
                                                 h.43,5 x w.24,5 x d.9 cm.   of the Divine comedy) gave vent to the exquisite
                                                  h.17½ x w.10 x d.3½ in.  mastery  of  European  artists’  ability  to  model
                                                                  clay.  One  of  these  was  nikolaus-Otto  Kruch,
                                                                  who had often won this competititon. His italain
                                                                  voyages have enriched his visual scope, which,
                                                                  in  its  senstivity,  includes  artists  that  go  from
                                                                  Donatello to Manzu.








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