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How a truck drivers’ sexy calendar desecrated the name of Josip Račić
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Stephan Lupino
Friday, May 31st, 2007 // by Maja Hrgović
I found out about the Stephen Lupino’s exhibition at the Modern gallery “Josip Račić” from a colleague at work. The pretty neutral title, “Wonderful creatures”, did not reveal much about the thematic framework nor the content of the exhibition. Lupino is not among the artists I hold in high esteem, nor do I believe that his photographic work could hold any pleasant surprises for me: his photoshop-edited female nudes (defined by their commercial value, that of getting published in the Playboy magazine) are very cheap and corny, and they cannot, even by a long shot, be described as surprising, fresh, nor artistic. The thing that made me look more closely at the invitation was my colleague’s reaction to it…

It is important to mention that this colleague is what we might call an oversexed bachelor who enjoys telling blonde jokes, keeps a photo of a naked girl with large breasts on his desktop, and his utterly unattractive appearance and balancing on the edge of obesity present no obstacle for him to maintain his high standards when it comes to women’s beauty (those high standards primarily imply the cup size).

 

(I believe, my dear readers, that you have no trouble visualizing this guy, the nurturer of sexism – most work places, from the food industries to the universities, are contaminated by examples of his kind.)

ImageTo make the long story short, this (and that kind) of guy was truly appalled while reading the short concept description of Lupino’s exhibition – realizing that the title “Wonderful Creatures” refers to a series of photographs of naked women – and horses. This colleague of mine, a far-from-emancipated patriarchal guy, declared in a very serious tone that he could not possibly believe that Lupino was allowed to “cross the line” with such a crude irony.

I was curious to find out to what extent the line was crossed, so I went to see the exhibition which was on display in Margaretska street, in the gallery named after the founder of the Croatian modernist art movement. (due to his turbulent life, which ended under mysterious circumstances, Josip Račić has remained the greatest enigma of the Croatian modern: in the year of 1908, at the age of 23, he was found shot in a hotel room in Paris. The man who, along with artists such as Herman, Becić, and Kraljević represents the renown “Die Kroatische Schule” has left behind series of watercolor paintings of Parisian bridges, avenues and parks; these days the most highly esteemed of his works are those by means of which he intended to bring some light into the dark areas of human spirituality.)

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Josip Račić (1885. - 1908.), autoportrait
The name of Josip Račić was desecrated by Lupino’s clichéd photographs of women and horses: the women in those photos are beautiful, young and naked, reduced to eroticized physical appearance in the manner of sexy calendars which can be found hanging on the walls of mechanic shops and truck-drivers inns. Horses, those wonderful and noble creatures, are sticking their tongues out and licking the naked female flesh, the thighs, the stomachs; this, I guess, is supposed to bring to the focus the primal connection between humans and animals from the times long before the commercialization and alienation, as implied in the prologue to the program book by the leading authority of the Croatian mainstream culture establishment, Igor Zidić.

With words of praise worthy of Petrarca, the president of Matica hrvatska (since 2002) and the curator of the Modern Gallery states in this prologue that “Lupino’s pursuit of beauty goes on for over 25 years.” This pursuit has thus far yielded nothing but his arrogant conviction that the cultural sphere will begin to take him seriously if he manages to display his truck-drivers’ suited photos in some prestigious art gallery like the “Josip Račić”. As it seems, he has managed to fool a few. But if he really thinks he will be able to fool those who actually know a thing or two about real art, and if he thinks that riding the postmodernist horse which neighs “everything goes!” will somehow transform him from a trash merchant into a real artist, Lupino is - the real horse.

 

Actually, while we’re speaking of animals – those wonderful creatures – maybe the real horse in this story is the sweet talking Zidić, who was skillfully saddled by Lupino, turning thus the Modern Gallery into a barn.

- “Without insisting on pointing out the differences between his models, he refers to both the young, naked girls and women as well as the beautiful, noble horses (close to them and in their company) as the beautiful creatures. This might be reason enough for some to accuse him of machismo and demeaning of the women by reducing them to the animal essence”, writes Zidić. He also points out in his prologue “the comfort ability which is offered to the observer”. I can imagine him having an erection while writing down his thoughts on “the interferential impact of the beauty of a woman, animal and landscape” which “must produce a special kind of synergetic effect – and in a way it really does”. Little devil, this guy.

ImageIf there is one among his sentences that actually makes sense, it’s the one in which he states (although in a positive light) that Lupino is used to abide by only two dictates – the one of the demand, and the one of his erotomanic ego. The follower of (only) those two dictates should be satisfied with the kind of exposure to the mediocre crowd that he obtains through his commercial line of work. Instead, he has infected “Josip Račić” with his bold sexism. 

Shrugging of the shoulders is not the best answer we can give.


Translation: Ivana Režek


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