I discovered Alf Poier in the Bank Austria Kunstforum Wien in a dark room in the basement adjacent the toilets. Soon I realized that Alf's vivid imagination knows no bounds.
Is the above image a detail from the dark side of the moon? Or is it one of the mysterious bright spots on Ceres?
Q. What did Alf have to say?
A. "I am the neuro-dadist of cabaret. My messages are . . . nonsense. I say to you: Now I am known as an idiot, but one day . . . the stars will come by themselves to me."
I enjoyed Alf Poier's disrespectful off-the-wall humour. A link to Alf's world is attached HERE.
The quirky exhibition at Vienna's Kunstforum is packed with fun and surprises and runs until mid-July. And admission is free.
I leave you with Alf's iconic Donald Dark and one of his fine paintings Blood Oranges:
In the post immediately above this one Alf Poier deals with a computer virus.