“A true artist is a mirror to society, a direct reflection of a society gone mad." - Eadweard



When I first started out as an artist in the early 1980’s, I could not get a legit gallery exhibit anywhere, because I did not have an MFA. I would show my work in vacant storefront windows doing walk-up exhibits, or at punk shows. I painted on buildings, and pasted up Xerox’s. In 1988, I opened my first, and now infamous gallery “The Museum of Cheap Art” while living in Omaha to exhibit my art.



During this time very few galleries in America showed self-taught, punk, street artists. The art establishment regarded us as backwoods idiots who lacked the bourgeois sophistication to actually create conceptual art, and not much has changed.



For a few years, I had been secretly working on experimental photographs while working as a photographer. Late one night, while sitting in the Leavenworth Cafe, I created Scherzkopf (Joke Head) as a conceptual assault on the elitist art scene, and as a tribute to Marcel Duchamp.





Scherzkopf A German Genius.

The Stepson of Max Ernst.

Warhol Looked up to Him.

Anshelm Kiefer Studied Him.

He Blew Their Minds Their Wigs Right Off The Tops of Their Heads.

He is Out of Control.

Mary Boone Pissed Her Pants When She Saw His Work.

His Work Melted Before Their Eyes At The Museum of Modern Art in New York.

Leo Castelli Cried When He First Saw His Work.

He Was Born in 1945. Cologne Germany.

It Has Affected His Work Immensely.





Here is the long - awaited book which sums up the controversial & infamous history of Scherzkopf.



These Avant- Garde photographs were created before Photoshop existed. No one in America was doing work like this.



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