Book Release Event, hosted by Naives & Visionaries (Berlin) Saturday, January 30th, 8pm at West Germany, Skalitzer Str. 133, 10999 Berlin

Performance from Bert Huyghe: 9pm

About the performance: Bert Huyghe, the self-declared trojan horse of art, will present his self-titled solo LP and intentionally miss the point. His cult record consists of a half hour of Babylonian speech confusion in a thick flemish accent covering varying subjects ranging from penny loafers to adult diapers. It's an intriguing stream of consciousness mishmash of meaning and misunderstanding. Expect lots of false bottoms and a very open ending.

Musical support by Figure-8

"Hey Bert, what is the fanzine about?"

"Chronologically it went like this: During my years at Sint-Lucas, university of arts, in Ghent, (2008-2012) i painted like a madman. I totally embraced the luxury of time and place that you have when you're a student. Everyday I jumped into a sea of paint and came out totally exhausted and paint stained only to redo it the next day, and the next, and the next ... Every few days I had a completely new idea to approach my work, the ideas gave me fuel to start again and again; new materials, new concepts, new techniques. I spraypainted, oil-painted, used acrylics, laquer rests from my dads basement, car and boat paints, markers, biro's, pencils, I silkscreened, stenciled, traced my beamers outlines, painted left handed, right handed, ….

I painted on rectangular and square canvasses, triangular canvasses, round canvasses, self-made crooked canvasses, all kinds of wood panels, plastic panels, empty boxes, cardboard, chairs, the walls, paper, etc ... I painted dogs, cats, dinosaurs, space ships, cartoon figures, flowers, I wrote songtitles and slogans on my paintings, whatever came to my mind, whatever lingered in my studio, whatever found image, made up image on the spot ... I painted squares, circels, traingles, dots, stripes, blurs, squashes, ... I used red, blue, neon orange, silver, black and white, glossy pink, lots of yellow, green, purplish blue, all sorts of chrome, beige, offwhite, tan, burgundy, crimson, ...... I threw my paint, dripped it, used brushes, my hands, my face, my penis, ... I spit on my canvasses, threw them out of the window, tore them, burned them, ripped them, yelled at them, ... I painted and repainted them, finished paintings on monday evening were thrown in again and repainted on tuesday morning, and again on wednesday morning, and again on thursday... 

I took pictures, with lots of different cameras. Sometimes just to look at it on a screen, if the paintings survived on a screen, if the painting survived when it was flattened. Sometimes to take them home, to take the paintings home with me; to look at them in the evening.... But when I destroyed a painting in my atelier, i usually also destroyed the picture of the painting at home. I didnt want my computer to be filled with paintings that are already changed, or non-existent any more. I already have enough images were i'm working on, i dont want to be bothered with the ones who are gone, there's to much to do!

So it happened, one day, a few years after my Sint-Lucas time. That I discovered a batch of old paintings in a bin, on an old computer back up. And I couldnt believe it, all those ideas, all those paintings i totally forgot. So when Naives asked me to do a book, i emmediatly knew what i wanted."