Lois Hechenblaikner of complains, but we are in the face of his powerful “J’accuse” melancholic and demand acquittal, because the Virus leaves no other choice. For a quarter of a century of the Tyrolean photographer documented the excesses of the fun tourism in the Tyrolean ski resort of Ischgl and is almost as obsessive as the celebration itself. For Hechenblaikner Ischgl is a “Delirium Alpinum”, the eyesore of his native land a Sodom and Gomorrah in the snow, in the drinking and whoring, gegrölt and vomit is what keeps the stuff. His images are shocking testimonies of abandon, excess, unconsciousness, taste. Show ridiculously-clad groups of men in the full noise and stupid grinning guys who all wear identical T-Shirts with sexist slogans such as “pussies Ischgl Where”, “pussy friends Karlsruhe” or “breast enlargement by laying on hand only 1,– “. You can see mountains of empty beer barrels and piles geköpfter champagne bottles, posters, Table-Dance in leather, and commercials for the “Schihaserl erotic show”. Sex dolls of all sorts are inserted Unappetizing in the After, guys in Lederhosen simulate with dirndl makers the sexual intercourse in front of everybody, and in every corner there is a alcohol is body.
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Jakob Strobel y Serra
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It is an indictment of a brutal directness, devoid of any subtlety, and hard on the border of voyeurism, because Hechenblaikner can’t be badass enough. Ischgl is a place that no person of sober mind wants to be, and even after a bottle of wine everything seems disgusting and repulsive. His message to underline that in Ischgl, absolutely nothing is all well and good, sprinkled it again and again, photographs of ghostly mountains in the fog and snow-drift, between his party pictures, as the site of the desecrated nature was cursed with eternal Dimness of been punished. When he photographed, but the Smartphone is a waitress in the “Champagne Lodge” with a bill for three bottles of Montrachet on 8770 euros, running his charge in danger of leading to Small-mindedness: of Course it’s terrible a lot of money, but such prices are paid for the best wines in the world elsewhere, and in the Other we would have been in this round, very happy here, because no serious wine lovers this legendary Burgundy voluntary escape.
