Jesus H. Christ
Michael Loderstedt & Terry Durst
Jesus H. Christ was an installation of various materials and artifacts posed as evidence left from an unspecified narrative (a crime, a death, a soured relationship, etc.). The front display wall held a large, framed stone piece made from collected foundation stones carved with names to represent twelve jurors.
The other works – large, collaged photo panels and “shrouds” – were made from photographing and imprinting from each other’s nude bodies. These grisly, disturbing relics were presented as evidential records of an acknowledgement of the transient body.
The exhibition title, Jesus H. Christ, was Terry’s choice after the highly religious “look” of the work. It was meant as a curse, however soft, of a record making treatment of each other as a type of “stand-in” for a deity. As I remember (and I can’t really), the show had a dark, comic undertone.
Our intention was to use only images derived from each other, as at the time, I (and I think Terry) had become exhausted with picture making, especially appropriated images
as a strategy for art.
A more complete picture of the project could be made by speaking to Terry. I would also say I had a great time working on this, and was amazed by Terry’s intensity toward the work.
Jesus H. Christ
We took close-up snapshots of our bodies on an autopsy table and put them together on two separate old glass shower doors, like pieces of a puzzle, to form what appeared to be our corpses – one for me and one for Michael. We embedded the pictures in bees wax directly against the glass, and also embedded other objects like matchsticks and fertility symbols among the photos. The panels were then lit from behind so that the smell of the wax would fill the gallery as the lights heated the wax.
My favorite part of this show was the rock wall that Michael and I created. Each rock had a four-letter name carved into it, like a simple headstone. I got so involved with thecarving I decided I must have been a stone carver in a former life. It just seemed to come naturally to me, like I had been doing it for a long time.