Olle Holmberg — 7 Years of Bad Luck

A poly-subjective tapestry in variations / Bobby Fisher beats Boris Spassky
Victims of victimless crimes Olle faces the otherwise sober Melbourne art world with his fierce high pitch naivety Holmberg uses found objects often salvaged from dumpsters I bow to his adaptability As sampling lends a hand to both Pissypaw and Olle’s prolific collage habits '$5.50' he goes Rising damp versus the collapsing desert He doesn’t eat much, doesn’t need much water and rides his bike with a helmet Olle’s art seeks to remedy a dumbing-down or simplification of culture He is now more Australian than the most sophisticated ocker Australian male But he has skills that will contribute considerably to the lives of the Australian public I race out of the hotel to find another chemist, and find one just before close Transform and mutate foreign minds into malfunctioning machines It’s much more gratifying not to presume to know all that is possible Both acoustic and visual, this collage-based decentralisation of the author and reader And its web of references is infinite But, rather, they are woven together to form a holistic expression — a poly-subjective tapestry, to borrow Olle’s phrase Who are so unfortunate as to be taken by one of my chessmen

He re-assembles these previously estranged materials He thinks about things (but not too much) and likes to make you think about things Licks the hand that feeds I ask the price of getting a prescription filled To ensure our society is best arranged to be productive For someone left with only colourful trinkets of rubbish in a spiritually devoid wasteland With his nordic ancestry long forgotten and a pair of track pants on his legs Looking at your work I feel that maybe you think the world is strange, which it is Maybe something like the Mieskuoru Huutajat Finnish shouting men’s choir? — given Olle’s Nordic heritage
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