"Weißblaue Geschichten"Hank Schmidt in der Beek
Niklas SchechingerFasanenstr. 29 Passage / Arcade 10719 Berlin![]() M: 0049-178-1978167 T: 0049-40-64 88 19 30 e-mail: 11.06. > 16.07.2016
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My dear ladies and gentlemen.
A new exhibition by Hank Schmidt in der Beek is always a particularly happy event for me.
His collages, just like his music performances, poems and paintings show a specific manner of thinking that never ceases to amaze me. It’s like a special twist, a kind of pirouette that the mind has to perform to understand where the ball will roll this time. What factors come into play when we look at and understand art, what’s at the fringes and when does it all spin out of control? Just like the slightest change in the structure of a sentence can lead to a shift in the meaning of a conversation, Hank Schmidt in der Beek’s work is on the brink between poetry, visual essay and classic nonsense. Or as Hank himself would put it:
Es steht bei meiner Stadltür
Der René Magritte.
Ja, liabe Leit, auf diesen Schreck
Trink ich noch einen Schnitt.
Hank Schmidt in der Beek’s exhibition of collages titled Weißblaue Geschichten marks the white and blue phase of an ongoing long-term project that takes a hand in recent art history. The artist’s amicable treatment of the pictures he works with makes us see them as they were before they were placed on a pedestal and gives them back the lightness they once had or should have had. Jean Tinguely’s sculptural machines, a suprematist composition by one of the Russian avant-garde artists or René Magritte’s bottles, for Hank they’re all good old friends he might sometimes slap on the back a bit too hard.
So get off your pedestals and come over!
Yours
Niklas Schechinger
A new exhibition by Hank Schmidt in der Beek is always a particularly happy event for me.
His collages, just like his music performances, poems and paintings show a specific manner of thinking that never ceases to amaze me. It’s like a special twist, a kind of pirouette that the mind has to perform to understand where the ball will roll this time. What factors come into play when we look at and understand art, what’s at the fringes and when does it all spin out of control? Just like the slightest change in the structure of a sentence can lead to a shift in the meaning of a conversation, Hank Schmidt in der Beek’s work is on the brink between poetry, visual essay and classic nonsense. Or as Hank himself would put it:
Es steht bei meiner Stadltür
Der René Magritte.
Ja, liabe Leit, auf diesen Schreck
Trink ich noch einen Schnitt.
Hank Schmidt in der Beek’s exhibition of collages titled Weißblaue Geschichten marks the white and blue phase of an ongoing long-term project that takes a hand in recent art history. The artist’s amicable treatment of the pictures he works with makes us see them as they were before they were placed on a pedestal and gives them back the lightness they once had or should have had. Jean Tinguely’s sculptural machines, a suprematist composition by one of the Russian avant-garde artists or René Magritte’s bottles, for Hank they’re all good old friends he might sometimes slap on the back a bit too hard.
So get off your pedestals and come over!
Yours
Niklas Schechinger




OPENING :
10 June 2016, 6 - 9pm