JAMES OSTRER: SUPER SWEET PARTY

We all thought it was pretty normal and natural back in the time, but, to be honest, the nearly-rave-looking excess in which, birthday party after birthday party we’d go into by singing happy birthday to seven candles on a cake and we’d end up covered in peanut butter, cheetos dust, mud and “edible” colourful sprinkle had nothing to lose against those crazy parties of the NY subculture in the 80s.

We are quite sure that something happened in James Ostrer’s brain in one of those parties. It just has to be that; otherwise, there’s no way of explaining the culinary-portray wonders this British artist creates. Using his friends (we assume they’re friends, ’cause I can’t image what kind of stranger would like to have to wash his hair 5 times to get rid off the smell of whipped cream) that might as well be drugged in phormol, Ostrer criticises the excessive dependency our nowadays society has for sugar with a shocking and attractive aesthetic. Happy… birthday?

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