Grounded in a tradition of abstract expressionism, come graphic illustration, for me Ansel Krutfalls somewhere between Georges Braque and George Condo. I love it when you can see a hint of a personality in a shape or recognise body parts that relay a humanity. Identification allows a sense of security and understanding, but when married with an inability to compute, we fall into a sublime state where our mind plays with associations in wonder. I love the generosity in shapes, fleshy palpable paint strokes. This proud cock and balls holding court, exhibiting himself, is so absurdly virile; yet it’s flowery too… A confident masculity that could easily be found drinking a glass of Burgundy in the French House entertaining both boys and girls. This cock’s a bit of slut I bet.
