Don’t Enter Room 237 : The Forbidden Art of Damian Loeb
by Matthew Bone on August 6, 2010
I don’t know if it’s the inertia of pop culture or the degradation of the general population’s interest in traditional culture, but somewhere along the way they both became one in the same. TV, tabloid, film, art, literature, and journalism have all become these subatomic particles bouncing around, colliding endlessly and feeding one another. Though the idea of lower brow idioms influencing what can be considered by many as high brow territory can be shunned by some, these cross-cultural bleeds can often lead to interesting and fantastic results. One of these junctions is where we find the wonderful, cinema fueled paintings of New York based painter Damian Loeb.
Loeb is a self-taught photorealist painter, and the arc of his career is littered with the re-appropriations of found images, both photographic and cinematic. His life was fundamentally changed like many of ours with his introduction to a galaxy far, far away. Of the film, Loeb says “ I spent my early years drawing pictures from Star Wars and even drawing myself into the film. So I froze these particular moments, but also wanted to be a part of the action.” This idea of stealing “paused” moments from film, and the borrowing of photographed elements from advertising and magazines has permeated much of his work. He has taken many parts of the cultural lexicon, and restated them in a way that now speaks to us about sorrow, loneliness, and anxiety, all the meanwhile using the visual language we are familiar with. Though heralded by many as a true craftsman and a genius, you would find as many detractors labeling his work plagiarism, and him a crook.
The artist’s work landed him in much trouble, taken to court various times for copyright infringement, his early paintings in particular were troublemakers for him. Large oil paintings composed of various found elements, collaged in, and recast into an almost surrealistic setting that were melancholy and haunting at the same time. These early set-backs only fueled Loeb into the upping the ante and creating a more breath taking, daring body of work, one based in the world of sci-fi and horror. Digitally compositing sometimes hundreds of stills he is able to recreate scenes that never were, or just never seen to large proportions, with some of his pieces topping out at 14 ft. long. Omitting any cliché icons, the painter is able to distill the “scene” to its most spartan, most elemental essence and use that to tell a story. Through his reinterpretation we are able to read the sentence sans proper names and nouns, and in turn are able to apply the atmosphere and feeling to ourselves; just hearing the faintest whisper of the film maker and Loeb, and left with our own thoughts echoing against the walls of room 237.
Now utilizing the language of cinematography and film to inform his vision, Damian Loeb has moved onto another chapter of his career, one where he’s finally creating images from his mind’s eye, and utilizing his photography as the basis. Still creating half remembered scenes from a story or memory long forgotten, his work maintains its ethereal atmosphere and its sense of alienation. Loeb’s work can be seen online at www.damianloeb.com, and is represented by Acquavelva Gallery in NYC.
Excelsior! MB








WOW, hauntingly beautiful work. The pieces derived from film make me feel a weird dejá vu, like I’ve been there before, but not quite, a twisted remembering of fact.
Fabulous work
No, I cannot take a joke. It is not funny to tape someone with out their knowledge.
He should draw a picture of the girl he put in HELL. That would be neat.
A good painting would be one of that girl going from Hell to Heaven.
How about a painting of him going to Hell? That would be real sweet.
@The Lovely One, good one, I like it.
@Luna Sillister, I heard something about him taping people without their permission. I think he gets some sort of sick jollies from it.
@Stella Fein, Yeah, it was kinda like that painting “The Lady Vanishes”, except I would be in the back seat that is empty. He would next to me. Ray would be driving. The front passenger seat would be empty. It would be daylight, and we would be going down a parkway with trees.
I think Jesus was riding shot-gun.
Before the Devil jumped in the front seat.
Silly me, Jesus was on the dashboard the whole time.
I seem to have just about lost my mind looking for my copy of the car ride, long extended version. I know he has one. It would be good to hear again. I think his copy sounds better.
@Luna Sillister, You seem to be having a hard time. Facebook me if you want to talk.
@Stella Fein, Thank you, I will. I was just thinking about the time I was taken away, to lay in bed all day and see and hear both tapes.
I know what he did. That was not very nice.
What’s the frequency Vivian?
UHF 300MHz-30GHz
@The Lovely One, I like your use of the word “twisted”.
HEAVEN
I am sorry. I think you are one of the really crazies, who does not realize it. You should get some help.
No, I think you know exactly what you did. I know what you didn’t do. The whole truth.
What was your intention?
What did you want to happen?
You made me the one to hurt. So I deserve everything.
What were you thinking, when plotting this out? Do you still play back the tape for your sick jollies, still looking at stuff? Bad energy that stuff has, very very bad.
Capturing a person’s soul with ill intentions, is never good. You should set them free.
You can just go to Hell.
Heaven, Heaven, Heaven, I want to go to Heaven. I did say Heaven didn’t I.
I told you I was crazy.
The part about Heaven is on the long extended version of the tape. Looking all over for that tape. I think Damian has it in his head where it is.
I got an idea for a movie about Damian Loeb. He really is a Tickmonster, preying on and sucking the life out of people. It manifests itself to the insane. Legend has it, the only way to stop its reign of terror is to cut its head off and flush it down the toilet.
And one insane person must kill the Tickmonster or all humanity will be lost.
Here is my mastercard commercial.
$1,159 for a new computer.
$3.49 for aluminum foil to make a hat.
Finally telling Damian Loeb to go to Hell, from the comfort of my own home. PRICELESS
“What’s in your mind.”
@Luna, you sure do sound mad.
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001603938107#!/profile.php?id=100001603938107&v=wall
Damian, I think you should call the police.
I just wrote a book. It is called, Assholesthesia, the Story of My Life.
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Damian-Loeb-Assholesthesia-the-Story-of-My-Life/171695882847446?v=wall
Yeah, Damian Loeb sure is an asshole.