Karl Froman

From Chaos we are Borne

Artist Statement:

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Karl Fröman, me or ‘I’; the Self-appointed ontological guerilla leader of a dysfunctional false utopia. Would hereby like to leave a few statements about the exhibition ‘From Chaos We are Borne’.

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Existence, entropy and discord. Life, the universe and everything. I can’t help but feel our roles, the artists, are plagued by confusion; a long stumble through all the immense changes we try to endure are so well summed up by a poor player on the stage. This in all his tragedy is so little compared to the enamoured chaos we are created by, and even this disorder we try to escape from.

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‘From Chaos We are Borne’ is an exhibition connecting the chaotic elements of our development and the order that gives it life, with plays on literature from Ayn Rand, Merleau-Ponty, and back to Carl Jung. We see echoes of the archetypal trickster, as the musician and the muse, his mother Eris and this dance across the canvas with childish delight as the shape’s entropy tightens into the story’s subsets. For what is the value of our artists besides as the jester in the tempest? A figure whose divine irreverence allows us to see that in totality we are absurd. These pieces’ beginnings have been designed by two Artists: The offspring with her sheer unabashed enjoyment of the paint medium executed without restriction. The order placed within it by a master painter and artist acts as a modicum of honesty to the process, all the way back from the child-like creative impulse to that of a meditative wisdom, both having dominant aesthetic control in expression of this chaos from which we are borne.