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is life really worth livin, 2001, lightbox Nr. 33, 97 x 197 x 10 cm
We are immersed in the warm light of Buettiīs newest installations, a flowing merge of light, comparable to liquid salts in a batik bath. Nothing is unnatural and yet all is fantasy. Is it possible to overcome the conflict between good and bad? Can a human become an idol? Or does he regress to the animal motivated by sexual erection? Buetti is a Gnostic. This leads to the latent uncanniness, the transcendence in the sophistication of his style. Far removed from a fixed product, his work is a perpetual bricolage on the way to a balance between perfection and the individual. Beautiful, media-defined commercial sirens, vamps, are at the base of his work. Buetti reveals the banality of their monstrosity, awakening in the viewer ambivalent notes of both repulsion and desire. Pavlovīs yearning is unbroken.
This disposition is a distant reminder of Baudelaire and Wilde and their aesthetic nausea versus a vulgar public and their own impotence to intimacy. What is left is the Utopia of the beauty of a particular lifestyle modelled by music, the media, and consumerism. Buetti recuperates the products of our affluent society, together with their ever more finely tuned social signals. All is message and nothing serves purpose alone.
The aesthetics of year 2000 Jugendstil are defined by flustered trend-setters from the arts and the media. Considering the chase in mass-culture, Buettiīs art lounges around in almost value-conservative boredom. His promotional messages perforating the image world, are gratifying iridescent tautologies in front of their fluorescent source of light.
Not only the images, but also the verbal oaths operate with desire and sexual fantasies. The written lines remind us of the surreal moment of pollution when, roused from his dreams with a start, the poet sees the platitude of his latest "icriture automatique". With Buetti the Surrealistsī sublime "cadavre exquis" is a long decayed look-alike - over the catwalk to the scaffold and back.
However, the address of desire is not only sex, but also reason. The paradox of such cheap and yet precious temptations is that dreams and nightmares can be measured against reality. In order to make this quite clear, Buetti opens a concealed door to classic tragedy.
A window points to the wide screen of Hollywood feelings. Buetti, just like film-maker Tim Burton, exploits worn out myths and crosses credibility, reason, churlishness, and fascination. He stages a contest between colourful shadows and soft tones for the soul of modern man, the eternal orphan.