Joseph Schützenhöfer

This is my land. The title of this show may carry a note of irritation to those who are aspiring towards- or have -ownership of land. It makes reference to an American I admire; the folk singer Woody Guthrie. He once beautifully remarked at the acidic barking of a land owners` "Hey boy, can´t you read that NO TRESPASSING sign?", with the words: "Well sir, yes, but I have been reading the back side of the sign and there it says NOTHING."

You may want to consider my landscape painting in a similar way. The brush stroke takes on the role of the arrogant trespasser who taketh a limb here, the skin of an automobile there, slays a forest, curses at a lawn clad in it`s mediocre clippings, lights a match on unfamiliar ground, or casts the bicycle onto some one else`s land. What is painted is also carried off into a pleasant distance - into a forest fine, where the trees hoist their crowns high to provide a space of solemnity, a coastal room in which the sun comes to rest gently upon the shoulders, a place where the sky is lenient before it falls off into the sea. [bild] [deutsche version]

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