by Jeff Faerber in New Art on Wednesday 26 October 2011

David Hollenbach makes collaged paintings for editorial illustrations, or as his dad (loosely paraphrased) says, ‘He takes that crap magazines sell, rips it up and sells their shit right back to them’. If you like moody ‘crap’ that looks effortlessly dreamed into being, then Hollenbach’s work is a must-see.

It often has playful elements, like when photos of tree double as pigtails on apple-cheeked school girls or snail shells are made from spiral pastry photographs. Lost souls, like characters from Tom Waits songs, murky gnashed teeth men, AK-47 sporting monkeys, tattooed voluptuous crimson-headed dames all live in his images, surrounded by energetically torn paper and smears of paint and melancholy.
David Hollenbach (2)
David Hollenbach (3)