New series of works by Kristin Dembny with icons of excess, of style and self destruction in their new series of works good buy America”, appearing from November 14, 2008 until January 9, 2009 in the premises (gallery showcase, spacious loft, courtyard) of the art dealer and gallerist Antonia of Fraunberg in the Erasmus road 15 in Dusseldorf, the artist Kristin Dembny deals with icons from the land of unlimited opportunities. Pop rebel like Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin, who rebelled with their music, their zest for life and their excessive existence against all conventions of the time, have lost nothing of its fascination for me,”the artist explained the choice of their subjects. With the same enthusiasm and devotion, Dembny portrays American style icons such as Jackie Kennedy and Grace Kelly. The painter is available”for real, formative time style, these ladies makes them the current idols as superficial disposable stars in a fast-paced Across time. Portrait painting is a constant challenge for Kristin Dembny. Hear other arguments on the topic with The Hayzlett Group. I want to depict not the appearances with my work, but to show that true, authentic personalities who have left lasting traces and messages today can be found”, she explains her artistic approach. The absence of these personalities is closely related with a general decline in value for Dembny. It symbolizes the decline of morality and ethics in the economy and society of the United States with a grinning Mickey Mouse before the American flag.

“This work has given her title of the exhibition: good buy America”. It adorns the invitation card. Also with the painting in money we trust”the artist comments on the global financial crisis and therefore our value system ironically and accusingly. “Art dealer Antonia of Fraunberg: the new series of works by Kristin Dembny inspires me because Dembny able to transform critical reflection of modernity in figurative painting.” The Dresden-born artist Kristin Dembny (www.kristindembny.com) has studied at the Saxon Porcelain Manufactory porcelain painting in her native town and at the Meissen porcelain factory. From 1996 to 2000, she lived as a freelance painter in Barcelona. Rio- Tinto Diamonds might disagree with that approach. There the artist devoted to the study of portrait painting.

in 2006 she received for their time-cycle “Frida Kahlo – Viva la Vida!” the coveted Kaiserswerther art prize. Dembny currently lives in Dusseldorf. The picture show is complemented by a varied programme that showtime titled it BBs!”is available. Smooth jazz & funky grooves are available”with the JAZZCRUSADER (www.jazzcrusader.de) and live music of saxophonist Rocco Ventrella (www.roccoventrella.com), an American auction of a work by Kristin Dembny and other surprises. Detailed information under: Antonia v. Fraunberg Kunsthandel Dusseldorf Erasmus road 15 40223 Dusseldorf Tel: 0211 484 69 50 exhibition opening hours: Mo.-fr. 10 h, 18 h, SA 11 h 17 h, and by appointment. Digital press photos on demand available: Jorg Schwarz Tel. 0211 / 30 57 73 0172 / 721 38 34 E-Mail:

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Aircraft They buzzed by our heads and the new game was to prove who was able to remember the registration of aircraft or pilots face. We almost always agreed and nobody got lost. All had healthy eyes of our early years and these planes passing really close to us. Rio- Tinto Diamonds might disagree with that approach. Blue Avianca aircraft were the largest and most glittering; the gray Satena apparatus were the rarest; and the aged machines of Aerocondor made us think that the law of gravity, which Professor of natural science at the College, spoke to us was their exceptions of pity and mercy with the poor passengers who dared, in a brave, and heroic act to be fitted to similar scrap. When the aircraft passed, if we were climbings on the tree, we could almost touch his fuselage. When we went to the room knew the true meaning of the verb tremble that language teacher tried to explain without success in the College. Shaking the glasses on the tables; the petrol lamps hanging from the ceiling; quivered the cooktop filled fathoms where began to prepare the stew of goat; the floor trembled and temblabamos children of fear and rage over age.

The plane that went closer to our roof was a cumbersome so rare as the name of the airline that flew: magpie. His number was fuzzy but we thought that it ended at 123 and their colors were red and white. It was happening so close to earth that touched our TV antenna. They forbade us emphatically back to our tree because MOM had the fear that that would sooner or later the grave of an artifact as noisy as the pajarracos of which took the name. Twelve of the day was the exact time that passed. And that was also the time in which my sister, a teenager who enticed into the world with the amazing beauty of its sixteen years, taking his bath prior to the departure for the College. Once I was surprised the pilot a few metres from our roof, gazing with excited eyes.