Wainer Vaccari

Kunstverein; Galerie Artinizing

“I will repopulate this world, my friend: There shall be men, women, and animals, slightly insane creatures. I will hurl them into our bleak valleys, and they will always show us the hidden paths and places, the most drunken, most vice-ridden cities: no saints!” This promise is made to us by Wainer Vaccari, and indeed his paintings are a multivoiced choir of bodies, lusts, obsessions, intoxication, folly, madness, and desire, all crooning a sharp, earsplitting mockery of our modern faith in the autonomy of the individual. From above and below, from water and earth, from animal and instinct, energies invade the depicted bodies, turning Vaccari’s paintings into a cheerfully somber playground of orgiastic events. On the ground, men crawl about, having emerged from a hole, a subterranean world. They devote their full strength to the digging of more holes from which they draw nothing but rubble;

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