“Three(ish) Questions”

Henning 
Strassburger

July 15, 2025
Volume 2
Issue 5


Gideon’s Bakery: What do you like about painting?

Henning Strassburger: I am never sure if I actually like painting or not. It often feels so dull and overcome. There is all this good painting out there, but also all the bad. I was just in the Louvre in Paris. Endless walls and walls filled with paintings. From floor to ceiling. Really crappy ones, too. And just when I started hating it all, the master pieces popped out. Like literally popping out of the white noise of painting. And the question would be, why is the Fra Angelico so much better than those medieval paintings hanging next to his? Why is Ingres' portrait of Napoleon better than the ones by other painters? Why are the figures in this one Delacroix painting so perfectly painted and in the other one from the same year completely off? Well I guess that's the answer to my question: it’s because painting is a drug. One might hate it, but you can't get away from it.

GB: A clarification and a half-question—when you say "painting is a drug" do you mean painting is addictive or that painting has psychotropic powers, has healing qualities, or something else entirely?

HS: Well I guess that's all part of a drug. The addiction, the high, the down, the illusion, the psycho trip, the overdose, the medical dose... It also depends on whether you're the maker or the viewer, the dealer or consumer. Weird to use all these terms now to describe painting as such. I am speaking as an addict in both ways, maker and viewer.

GB: Could you fantasize about the greatest painting never made and describe it to us?

HS: The greatest painting? Let me see… I guess first of all it brings a personal story, which only a unique person at a unique time could bring. Then it has a material attraction, the unexplainable "how is it made"? Even when there are sloppy brushstrokes, which make you wonder how someone could possibly paint so precise in such an easy manner. And most important to me is, that the greatest painting encloses some secret, which can never be solved.

I just try to think about how that painting would look, taking these things as cooking ingredients. It has to have a shooting hole like Warhols shot Marilyn, it has to have sloppy brushstrokes like in a Rembrandt self-portrait with the golden helmet, and it most certainly needs a Mona Lisa smile, which cannot really be seen; or one eye, like the Nefertiti sculpture and one will ever wonder: where is the other eye?

GB: This is an exciting way to think about making a painting! Can you talk about what you're working on and how you're making it and what you think and feel about it? What're your Warhol holes, sloppy Rembrandt strokes, Mona Lisa smiles, and missing Nefertiti eye?

HS: Oh boy I really maneuvered me into something here! The good thing about my list is probably, that you can never achieve this intentionally. Everything that makes a masterpiece is unpredictable, unlead, unforced, maybe also unconscious. I mean all talent, virtuosity, experience and stuff is no guarantee to ever paint a single good painting. It needs this holy touch, wherever it comes from.

I myself am in a real artistic transformation, which sounds tough, but is actually a lot of fun to endure this process. It is a long missed way out. With all what‘s going on in this world it really struck me earlier this year, that my own practice as an abstract painter came to an end. I was simply done with it. I said what I had to say. And I actually don‘t see that my abstract piers have something interesting to say anymore either. Things I highly valued yesterday are completely off my focus today and seem absolutely empty to me.

So one morning I woke up like in a Kafka book and wasn’t a bug, but certainly no abstract painter any more. I decided, that I am a realist now. I started drawing and painting the people around me. And I paint them from life. Not from photos, not from my phone. Just reality. No irony. No concept. No additional content. With all the alternative facts around me I document who is sitting in front of me and whom I know. Face to face. Painting is the only medium I trust today. How funny.


Henning recently had a solo show, “KÖPFE,” at KÖNIG Galerie, Berlin. You can learn more about his work on his website and his instagram.
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