FREDDIE JACKSON



Freddie Jackson
Disco/nstruction
digital print ©2009

Darkness pervades every part of our lives and minds. Each and every one of us battle with dark forces, inner demons, secret feelings we would never care to admit to anyone, maybe not even ourselves. That darkness is just as much a part of humanity as our other more appealing facades. With a little humour, a little sparkle, we can make that darkness seem less powerful and destructive than it appears to be.

These recent works mess up some of the darker icons of popular culture. Disco Death Star takes the planet destroying weapon from the Star Wars franchise and emasculates it into a sad and broken mirror ball. Like a party queen after too many hard nights, the power and puff has gone but a little pazazz remains, ready to be reconstructed if loved enough, even if for the wrong reasons. Foxy conceals the world's most powerful media baron behind a sequined guise, part wrestling fatigue, part drag fetish, the work masks that which is already masked. This thing is hidden from us all is so devastating that even if we knew the whole truth we could never even say it aloud it. Masks and reconstructions in this way work to prefigure an innate and far greater power that can not be understood, only inferred.

Freddie Jackson is an experimental queer artist who works under various psuedonyms in an attempt to debunk the myth of individualism while planting a tongue firmly in cheek. His work has a high camp queer aesthetic that interupts in the patriarchal monologue with a secondary male, yet queer, voice that combines some fine feminine qualities with a solid dose of darkness to pack a glittery punch to the rather dull status quo. Feddie once studied art at RMIT University and has exhibited under various names in line with his deliberately fluctuating identity.