VITO BAUMÜLLER

VITO BAUMÜLLER’S ARTISTIC PRACTICE HANDS HIS INNER CHILD A SWORD, FENDING OFF THE EVER-PRESENT THREAT OF IMMANENT DEATH WITH A HEAVY-HANDED SERVING OF VIOLENT WHIMSY. BAUMÜLLER DREAMS UP AESTHETICALLY IMPOSING YET DINKY DEATH MACHINES/VEHICLES THAT ARE HELD TOGETHER WITH STRING, BROOMSTICKS, AND CAT FOOD TINS, MECHANISMS OPERATING IN A REALM STRADDLING DR. SEUSSIAN THINGAMABOBS AND TINA TURNER’S HOT ROD BIKE FROM MAD MAX: BEYOND THUNDERDOME. PUSHING FUNCTIONALITY INTO A STATE OF HYPER-SPECIFIC ABSURDITY, BAUMÜLLER’S MECHANISMS FIND PARASITIC POWER IN DEMARCATING THEIR WIELDER’S PUR-POSELESSNESS, DISTILLING IDENTITY AND EXISTENCE DOWN TO THE FUNCTION OF THAT WHICH LIES WITHIN THE HAND.

TEXT BY EVAN KARAS