Christoph Speenburgh
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Christoph Speenburgh is a painter from Albany, New York, he is of Austrian, Irish and Scottish descent. His work is primarily a mix of social realism, figurative and portraiture.
Speenburgh was born in the midst of the social upheaval of the 1960's, and had what can be described as a nomadic childhood, living in numerous states. At age five he started drawing under the tutelage of an uncle, himself an artist, and was painting in oils as early as age 12. By age 17 the yearning for adventure overcame the young artist and he enlisted in the military, serving nearly six years before a parachute accident ended his career. Speenburgh marks the late 1990s as significant in that around that time he felt the overwhelming desire to pass his life using his creative intelligence to study human aesthetics and document the human condition. In the following years he studied formally at the Art Students League of New York, the Vancouver Drawing Society as well as engaging in self study in museums across North America and Europe. Among his many influences he lists the artists of the Neue Sachlichkeit, such as Christian Schad and Rudolf Schlichter; other influences include Egon Schiele, Balthasar Klossowski de Rola ( Balthus ), Jan Saudek, Gottfried Helnwein, Horst Janssen, the poet Charles Bukowski, and author Hans Fallada.
Christoph Speenburgh is available for portrait commissions and other projects, please direct all inquiries to his electronic mail: speenburgharts@gmail.com
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| + | October 13th, 2014 at 06:24 pm | ||||
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Last weekend I attended the Egon Schiele exhibition at the Neue Galerie in the City. I came away feeling overwhelmed, it was such a comprehensive collection of his life's work it was difficult to internalize everything I saw.. an aesthetic overload so to speak. It will require a second visit.
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| + | September 7th, 2014 at 11:06 am | ||||
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“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ~ Falsely yours” ― Charles Bukowski |
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