Louis Fleischauer – “Flesh Art” (Art book)
Louis Fleischauer – Flesh Art
Hardcover, 17x24cm, ca.120 p., 28 Euro + 4€(ger)/11€(eu)/19€(world)
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|Holy fucking shit. This is going to be extreme. Extreme beauty meets extreme pain meets extreme ecstasy. I freely admit that some of these works lie beyond my physical resilience, but whoever reads a magazine like this (i.e. YOU) generally likes to open up to the upwardly cracked Richter scale of limit experiences. So feel free to dive into this great high-gloss book full of photographs, announcements, and insanity. Louis’ works can be roughly divided into three levels of consciousness: 1. The surface. The fashion he puts on mostly female surfaces blows the convenience of the mere morality-prescribed cladding and creates new definitions. Apart from starkly awesome corsages or intimidating, erotic neck-face masks, there may appear, for example, completely freaked-out Cthulhu wings on the deities’ backs.
Level 2: Beneath the surface. The performance “Physical Pain” by Louis and his gang is a passion
|being way beyond the simple piercing of the skin with hooks and needles. It is a state of liberation from one’s own limits. The shift of borders is a challenge which crackles in each of the pictures of the various shows through the eyes of the shamans who hang in their skins.
Level 3: Outerspace. This is not – only – about beautiful pictures (of which there are a lot of in this book, though) or red blood. It’s about the dimension opening up behind. About the magic space of doing what satisfies, enhances, and frees your innermost inside. Read his manifest at the beginning of the book, his announcements between the pictures, and the interview outtakes at the end and you will find out quickly how befuddling and deep his fascinating art cosmos is. Survive this book or don’t. But have a look at it. jz