Vincent Verhoef

01 - 23 July 2011

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Dear Friends,

I am very happy to invite you to see the work of Vincent Verhoef, a young artist who is very close and dear to me. When I first met Vincent , he was working with digital manipulations of 14th century frames, from which he would erase the paintings within.
He was quite preoccupied with history and how its inevitable destructions and dynamics pervade our contemporary life. Together we shared a sense of civic tragedy, which we perceive as a symptom of a broader metaphysical restlessness. In hotel bars we could talk for hours about dead roman emperors, opium and the problematic position of the European middle class bourgeoisie; even though we would mainly get lost and order another drink.
As I would wonder why the sea in Homer was purple like wine, Vincent would imagine the sea black as bitumen, traversed by oily alchemic streams and hidden marble islands.
It is from this kind of imagery that his work stems from and in this show he attempts to visualise some of these scattered thoughts.

AZ

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