
Weller (1974) depicts images, but in a unique manner unlike the familiar pictures we encounter. They become echoes of visuals ingrained in our collective consciousness, their original forms obscured by the layer Weller applies on top. To be frank, Weller is not the most skilled painter I have come across in recent years; his portraits are stiff and far from expertly painted.
But I don’t see Weller as just a painter; he is someone who uses the medium to raise questions about these collective images and how they can be distorted. This results in some strong pieces, while others may be less impressive. The hint of smudges and streaks sometimes feels contrived and serves more to smooth out the images rather than enhance them.
In this sense, I view Weller more as a thinker who utilizes visual aids, transforming them into paintings. Perhaps he should focus more on this aspect and even embrace his lack of expertise. This reminds me of Tuymans’ recent work, which clearly has nothing to do with painting, but rather with the resulting image.
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