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"Color Me Lurid-Joey Seeman’s Compelling Canvases"
Joey Seeman loves the sexually subterranean side of life. His canvases often capture characters in a moment of lascivious excess and, by their expressions, they’re loving every minute of it. Other pieces pay homage to ‘50’s sci-fi, Mexican wrestlers and the whole gamut of B-movie icons. Seeman’s subjects all share a certain sleaziness and the fact that they’re rendered in bright acrylic colors only emphasizes the titillating depravity of it all. Seeman, a Miami native, celebrates the superficial South Beach body worship/money worship cults in his colorful canvases. His work is evocative of German Expressionist Max Beckman and there could be no more fitting comparison to Beckman’s Berlin than today’s model and mogul infested SoBe scene. Joey Seeman’s lurid images simultaneously compel and repel the viewer- a duality at the heart of what we find stimulating in this fucked up world.