Porn Pieces Or The Scars Of Cold Kisses.*
The erotic art of Kelly Gin "Eros is the archaic, prehuman, completelly brutish layer which proceeds into emerged mainland of human language and volitional mental life under both forms of anxiety and laughter." P. Quignard "La sexe et l'effroi" Although Kelly Gin warns that trying to explain her art is impossible, it might not be a bad idea to get on with this lunatic task and to take some risk of saying a few words about. There are not much existing phenomena which imagery is at this level fascinating for human beings as sex and death. Representation of the carnal, being a taboo or not, always have been a part of the art or of the culture as general. The main task of every civilisation, every single human community, even to the last tribe is to reconcile its normativity with prehuman nature of carnal existence. As far as the art is maybe the only area of the culture where instincts, fears, desires can be fully exposed without any harm as a part of an imaginary play, it occurs to be the only channel where this repressed part of human mentality reveals itself. Kelly Gin's paintings often imply a verbal metaphor (and I think metaphors can be only verbal) which is transgressed into visual code. It is an obvious play between concrete imagery (explicit or graphic as widespread terms are) and symbolic field. Works as Escaping, Life bringer, Eyeballs are good examples how essential things about human sexuality can be exposed by using this manner of harsh laughter and containing it in comic and at the same time disturbing images. All strings, nails, blades and blood (or bloodred-coloured elements) reveal a painful sensation about carnal foundation of sexuality. This pain is shown as physical but it has without a doubt its deep psychological roots. All body parts are often painted in gray or some other cold color. The flesh turns out to look as something different - cold and distant. These images are far more than body parts paintings, they are symbols in metaphorical playground where the secret life of psyche is uncovered. The painter refuses to be empathetic to her objects and invites spectator to be co-participant in this detached, clinical and at the same time anxious and laughing look at human nature. LVK Next Page
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Libra by Kelly Gin
*The article is named by a periphrasis of an Ulver song title from Perdition city album |