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Detail from one of the mad Mister Geisler's previous installations
Jack and Bill went down a hill to fetch a pint of Johnny Walker Black. Jack fell down (because he was bloody drunk) and Bill stole his wallet and drove to Vegas. The homily-filled world of Mister Danny Geisler is a wondrously surreal place indeed, lined with heel-worn Astroturf and populated by jolly characters out of '50s grade school primers gone conspicuously awry.

Originally a graphic designer by trade, Mister Geisler has been steadily chiseling away at the status quo as a fine artist for more than 20 years running. He revels in a self-induced state of functional lunacy, combining a Barbara Kruger-like graphic eloquence with a seriously kooky sense of humor.

PG-13 (just to be safe)
6-10pm First Friday, July 4
Blue Star Arts Complex
121-1 Blue Star
(near the UTSA Satellite Space)
Example: Last spring, at the behest of the Art Guys, Geisler participated in a group show at the Blue Star Art Space. Instead of producing new work for the show like any normal, critic-fearing artist, he moved everything (and I mean everything) in his stunningly disorganized apartment into Blue Star's main gallery as an installation piece. Finished and unfinished paintings, random sex toys, moldy dishes, candy wrappers, dirty socks, dog hair - you name it.

Mad. The boy is mad. He is a resplendent example of dysfunctionality in this monotonous, cookie-cutter culture.

And now - horror of horrors - it seems the slippery Mister Geisler has initiated a new Contemporary Art Month tradition. His second annual Peep Show is scheduled for First Friday, July 4. For one night only, the man, the myth, the terminal misfit, will reveal his latest pearls of creativity before the ungrateful swine that we (generally) are. Pearls ... or ... are they anal beads? •



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