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Auto-Erotic Post-Coital Bliss – Lotte Reimann ‘Jaunt’

By Brad Feuerhelm on May 14, 2015

The duo had created the membrane of their meeting based on the physicality of the auto and their drive to intertwine their bodies through their primary, yet graceless couplings via a chance meeting in an etherized world of electronic falsettos and cum-soaked chat rooms.

By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, May 2015

The sun stretched lithely over here shoulder blades. She was bent over, exhausted, too much diesel and the smell of pine overwhelmed her. This intoxication was mixed with the scent of her own sex and the awkward feel of his seminal fluid running down her inner leg. He cackled nearby rubbing his swollen member in post-coital bliss. “Baby, Let’s ride”.

The journey itself was a means to an end. It was never intentional, the duo had created the membrane of their meeting based on the physicality of the auto and their drive to intertwine their bodies through their primary, yet graceless couplings via a chance meeting in an etherized world of electronic falsettos and cum-soaked chat rooms. It was an odd charter of ages, languages, and desires that porously found it’s reasoning behind the wheel and behind the interlocution of breathless speed-induced somnambulism. There was a recollection from her parted lips as the flicker of the pines mixed past her eyes that she felt as though she could hear an old film projector firing up from between her pale thighs. Nervously glued to the wheel, focused in his shades, the man who could be her father, but consisted of her lover’s body thought this over… the dull throbbing between his temples, a gesture reminding him of the previous night’s whisky-induced fervor, shed light on this stampeding thought. “It will end soon enough, all of this will end soon enough,” his last breath wheezed out, the tumors growing in his lungs with every cough.

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“Christ, I could be your father”…the throb echoing through the smoke and silence, blinded by a temporary pain…the wheel jerked suddenly, his cough hardened in his chest at the same moment, the automobile careened against the guardrail.

This was a slippery, winding, and deathly slope towards death, fought tooth and nail against the current escape for which he found himself and his temporary young lover. “Christ, I could be your father”…the throb echoing through the smoke and silence, blinded by a temporary pain…the wheel jerked suddenly, his cough hardened in his chest at the same moment, the automobile careened against the guardrail. Neither participant in the masquerade of their temporary life together letting out so much as a shriek as the car passed lanes into the cold shadow of an 18 wheeled gargantuan.

Lotte Reimann’s Jaunt on Art Paper Editions is a post-traumatic lover’s discourse culled from the corners of the Internet. Brilliantly extracted from a series of vernacular images and re-shot via her computer screen, the images weave a post-narrative of dead ends. There is little information behind this new re-purposing of imagery, but it is sewn together with an intricate eye to formulate a new posture of belief. I find that with everything appropriated via the Internet these days, the hand of the artist is a generally nuanced affair. The creator must re-purpose, but also dedicate a strong editorial and means of aesthetic proficiency to pull together such arcane material into a cohesive body of work. Reimann has done this and done so with an exceptionally tight balance between meta-narrative and book format. It is also of note that APE and Juergen Maelfeyt are consistently producing and designing some of the best photography books around at the moment.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

Lotte Reimann
Jaunt
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(All rights reserved. Text @ Brad Feuerhelm. Images @ Lotte Reimann.)

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