OSKAR MANIGK
Country Lady, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 150 x 210 cm
Nietzsche im Urlaub, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 150 x 230 cm
o.T., 2004–2013, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 29,7 cm
o.T., 2004–2013, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 29,7 cm
Country Queen, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 150 x 210 cm
Country Queen, 2006, Mischtechnik, Papier, 78 x 107 cm
Country Queen, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 155 x 210 cm
Country Queen, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 155 x 210 cm
Der Maler, 2006, Acryl, Leinwand, 150 x 210 cm
Picasso und Dora M., 2006, Mischtechnik, Papier, 78 x 107 cm
Picasso und Dora Maar, 2006, Mischtechnik, Papier, 78 x 107 cm
o.T., 2004–2013, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 29,7 cm
o.T., 2004–2013, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 29,7 cm
o. T., 2005, Mischtechnik, Papier, 107 x 78 cm
o. T., 2005, Mischtechnik, Papier, 107 x 78 cm
o. T., 2005, Mischtechnik, Papier, 107 x 78 cm
o.T., 2004–2013, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 29,7 cm
Fischerstrand 2, 2006, Mischtechnik, Papier, 78 x 107 cm
o.T., 2004, Mischtechnik, Papier, 78 x 107 cm
o.T., 2001, Mischtechnik, Papier, 21 x 30 cm
Oskar Manigk
| 1934 | born in Berlin |
| 1953 – 1956 | Apprenticeship as a carpenter |
| 1956 – 1957 | Guest student at Kunsthochschule Berlin-Weissensee |
| 1957 – 1958 | Guest student at Ernst-Moritz-Arndt-University Greifswald, Institute for Art Education |
| 1993 | Caspar David Friedrich Award |
| 2005 | Cultural Award of the State of Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania, Germany |
lives and works in Ückeritz (Usedom) and Berlin
I was quite young when I painted my father a picture of the dear God for his birthday. On a cloud throne.
With a war flag right and left for his protection. Or, even a few years earlier, a so-called locomotive (i called it a locomotive).
With too many wheels. A monster of ineptitude and excitement.
An uproar that was only enough for a few strokes. Because back then
you stopped when it got exhausting. And then the picture was finished.
But that’s what I sometimes dream of today. Of this concentrated effortlessness. From the saving of work to which everything is heading, like a shady spot in the coffee garden. Where the sundae with the sweet fruits of knowledge slowly thaws away.
And we only need the exhaustive for entertainment.
Oskar Manigk