The Netherlands (1956)
Amsterdam-based painter Roland Berning allways envisioned painting through the lens of reproduction techniques, the difference between authentic and reproduced imagery. In a daring play with bluntness, his paintings deliberately provoke everything that the perfect image (the ultimate effort of image reproduction) tries to avoid. Seemingly, he attempts to produce the worst painting ever, and nevertheless, at the end, his works demonstrate that painting -provided that it is a transgression of classical judgement- never reaches the bottom of the deep well called nihilism, being more like a bucket of fresh water poured into it. As it is imperfection and muteness (and so: the scandal of painting itself) that evoke his art, Berning courageously takes the risk that the intens sincerity of his approach might be taken for something else.