James Ostrer has been known to dress himself in the flayed flesh of pigs and take self-portraits as a commentary on, what? How we’re all encased in the suffering of other animals? How humans are both sacred and just meat? How “art” is both absurd and utterly serious? I don’t know, but James’s work is never boring or pretentious, always provocative and thoughtful.
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