Toward a night of dreadful celebration —tonight,as so often—
I make my way

This quote by Karl Kraus serves as the title for an upcoming series of 160 paintings (marker, gouache, and watercolor on rag paper). Each track played during the DJ set produces an image inspired by chance and the reality of the moment—somewhere between catastrophe and ecstasy.

The series will be projected as a performance accompanying four hours of danceable funk music from 10:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m.

The work pays tribute to numerous African American funk bands—90% of which remain completely unknown in Europe, with only a few hailing from elsewhere. Created to bring people together on the dance floor, these groups flourished thanks to public policies that granted access to instruments, music teachers, and rehearsal spaces. They served as my refuge during adolescence, as did the hunt for their records during my travels across Europe.

Perhaps you'll recognize a few of them?