In times where we feel like we‘re surrounded by an omnipresent bad, abstract negativity laying its arms around everything thriving and progressing - Hugo Zorn wants to investigate possible manifestations of those avatars that possess us.

Whether it might be the wave crumbling over you tearing you off your surfboard and into the deep of the dark blue ocean, or the last half percentage point that didn‘t vote your party into parliament - demons are as subjective and individually subversive that they could never not be seen as somehow immaterial or completely esoteric.
But what about demons in the field of the arts?
Within all the bad news that is constantly thrown at us through mass media –– do we still feel the urge to address this topic and put it in the white cube hell?
Demons have been a classical and popular topic in painting and sculpture, literature and applied arts for literally forever. Be it Goethe’s Faust, Hieronymus Bosch’s immersive landscapes and depictions of hell or Damien Hirst’s sculpture which is permanently on view at a hotel pool in LasVegas2 from now on. We‘re kind of past all that, or, are we really?

When we think of demons, can we –– at least depiction-wise ––overcome those horns and thorns, claws and KAWS, sharp teeth and bad breath?

that last one didn’t really rhyme
but please
all you little demons h-riiise and shiiiine

How would the contemporary demon look like if someone would have to paint it right now? Probably like a meticulously executed weird hybrid of some uncanny looking anime with the burning Notre-Dame towers as horns, Kylie Jenner’s nails as claws and Trump’s micropenis from that twitter painting, not as copulatory organ, but as a nose.
Although having no dick between its legs it would still be a cis white male, most probably.

And by that we‘re saying that it COULD look like that, we‘re still an open structured platform for now so you need to think for yourselves. Nevertheless, it would be kind of cool if someone would make this painting, maybe Hugo Zorn will get possessed by it and turn into a physical manifestation of such.
A privileged demon wandering and lurking into gallery openings, drinking all the cheap wine and complaining about their hangover the day after while mumbling the most depressing Mephisto quote they can think of:

„I am the spirit that negates.
And rightly so, for all that comes to be
Deserves to perish wretchedly;
'Twere better nothing would begin.
Thus everything that that your terms,
Destruction, evil represent —
That is my proper element.“ 2


2 Faust, First Part by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe