Henk Visch
The only way an image can maintain its existence in observation, is when it frees itself from qualifications and classifications: it stays with you, without being understood and cannot be replaced.
Henk Visch via De Volkskrant, 1996
The poetry of Henk Visch’ (1950, the Netherlands) drawings and sculptures is largely dependent on their, merely superficial, absurdity. We know these shapes and figures, no matter how strange they may be in deed and detail. Their body speaks the language of an ordinary moment, something small and personal, hidden even. As if they were unknowingly photographed, showing a distilled version of what it is to be human, free from all context. The result is highly accessible work which reveals its complexity only after engaging with it.
