David Schoerner, born 1984, lives and works in New York. There’s something off about his work. It feels just a little bit too personal, even though the imagery remains firmly abstract. This isn’t the right metaphor, but it’s like an emo bro. Sensitive and brutish at the same time. Lots of images of what one assumes are ex-lovers. And beer cans. He once sent me a black-and-white xerox print out of every page of his website, then deleted the whole thing.
One of his recent series is composed of these photographic narratives, evolving still lifes. Visually pop in a very "contemporary photo" kind of way, they insinuate meaning. But maybe he’s just in the studio drinking and fucking with things. Or maybe it’s the most coded diary ever.
Artist Dan McCarthy talks about the work really well:
"The references (objects) and images (objects) exist within: the frame, stage, personal and public. The frame/ stage presents both forks in the road simultaneously. Our references also exist within both: the real time of image itself and our memory & familiarity of the objects. Bordering on the uncanny, the objects scale and narrative create a pulse + loop between both the familiar (public) & personal (private). Its not the objects per se but the intuitive handling of: scale, rendering and sequencing that make the work function on all these levels.”
David has an upcoming solo show in Athen, Greece.
Six Packs and Sunsets
Oct 1 – Nov 10, 2014