Jonathan Meese’s style of paint application is as forceful and savage as his media induced juju. In Requiemeese, his raw colours are squeezed straight from the tube and battered into resistant submission. Through this slack-handed process, Meese’s paint refutes illusion and retains its form as product, giving a pop and readymade edge to his brutal expressionism. In rendering a self-portrait as vampiric monster, Meese comically sucks the essence of painting dry: his impassioned gestures a by-product of play, the whimsical vice of a fictional artist/mad genius hell bent on cult status and world domination