Telepathics
Exhibition
2013,

Palais Kinsky, Vienna, Austria


Material: shopping cart, street sign, x-rays, scream mask with mouse trap, heisenberger t-shirt with hair extensions, cheeto inserted in a confederate Flag hermit crab shell, I am happy incense, LMF hat with Levi’s denim trim attached around front, vacuum sealed unique adidas shoebox cover with hair extension and flower, plant with air fresheners (never let a plant stop smelling pleasant), bob Marley potpourri holder, occupy wall st. (dept by David Graebner book taped to 3 soaps), icy hot knees with pass to Chicago art institute, double faced bandana, charcoal on paper, paint, wooden bird cage

An installation made in collaboration with the Austrian art collector Philipp Teuchtler. The exhibition was created in Vienna with information sent telepathically from Brad who was traveling in Russia during the installation period. To prepare for this work Philipp and Brad met a few weeks prior in Vienna and attempted various mental experiments. One of the most successful of these exercises was to try and draw shapes and colours that the other was visualizing in their mind. After very little practice they were able to read the others mind with 86.2% accuracy.

The installation contains parts of works by Leopold Kessler, Brad Troemel, and Tanguy Samzun

Telepathic record.

Both of them said in unison. “I was thinking the exact same thing. “,,,, “punch bug”…. Followed by silence.

I had a dream where I was visited by a race of telepathics who had outlawed negative thoughts. I was charged with releasing an angry thought into the society and condemned to a dangerous neurological procedure.

A German friend of mine explained to me that when at a young age he first heard the Bob Marley song “Were Jammin”, he thought bob was singing “Were German””……GERMAN and We hope you like German too. “ My german friend was touched with Bob's gesture of good faith towards the Germans.

During the installation period I received a phone call from Phillip. He had been thinking about Mohamed Ali fighting me all day and didn’t know why. Ali and me were both born in Louisville Kentucky.

Target practice … son of a gun.

Brad is Brad