at Antisocial Skateboard Shop
There was a sort of curse that lurked behind everything. Andrea Lukic’s art and video instalment, A Bad Jube Jube, debuted at Antisocial Skateboard Shop on March 13th – Friday the 13th, an insistent reminder of the presence of the demonic, or at least cackling, deceitful spirits.
But the subject matter in the hand of the artist comes across more satiric than satanic. Lukic’s band, Nu Sensae, plays jarring heavy punk music that chews you up and spits you out – this exhibition seemed to extract that aspect of the music and paint it with the bright colours of carnival. Behind the devil’s mask, Lukic’s touch turns evil onto its backside, placing a dunce cap on the infernal spirits and revealing the viewer’s place in an obscene caricature.
The show consisted of images drawn with a touch for grotesque, connected thematically by deceit. A nameless woman with white face paint and a clown’s frill around her neck; the word “THEM” plastered as a headline with “hahaha,” and “ewww,” scrawled within the letters; a mysterious man with a black hat visiting a variety of characters, with a demon labeled “Death” presiding over the entire mural; a colourful busty woman in leopard-skin pants labeled “Horrid Angel”; the man in the black hat sitting at a café with the term “Strange Game” hovering conspicuously overhead — these are all examples of the duplicity inherent in Lukic’s art. The bright colours and bodies bleeding together exude a carnival-esque atmosphere, a stab at depicting the wild world we run around in, assaulted on all sides by superstition and by the schemes of others – real and imaginary. One print sums up quite well the thematic tendency of “A Bad Jube Jube” – headlined “Mr. A,” it shows the moon and what appears to be an angel together in the forefront, with the same mysterious man in black covered in shadow lurking in the background. A quote at the bottom reads: “Oh Hell! All the snakes on the Hollywood set have been TRICKED!” The bright lights of Hollywood’s false paradise, snubbed and pulling us back out of our frantic nightmare.
The evening was highlighted with two video premiers by local bands Weed and Flyin. Superstitions and the demonic again lurked throughout, but were rightfully met more with laughter than discomfort.
Flyin’s video showed a cloaked figure and a partner dressed in white spreading some sort of white powder indiscriminately around abandoned lots and backyards, at times flailing around comically. The utterly indifferent attitudes of the band members in Weed’s video accentuated the absurdity of the interspersed images of a raving devil. Both were shot with a grainy filter which added a further layer of obscurity to the proceedings.
The art grotesque, disturbing, and haunting; the music loud, distorted, and pensive; but even in its name, A Very Bad Jube Jube, had the final laugh, imparting an air of levity to the darkness, balancing the comic with the horrifying.