My name is Marcel Herms. I am a self taught artist. My work is about freedom in the first place. There’s a strong link with music. Just like music my art is about autonomy, licentiousness, passion, color and rhythm.
When I paint I use everything I can get my hands on: acrylic paint, oil paint, ink, pencils, crayons, spraycans etc. Sometimes I mix the paint with sand, sawdust or pieces of paper. I paint on canvas and paper and sometimes other materials like wood.
I work in different sizes: from very small to real big and I don’t limit myself to one medium. I draw, I paint, I make 3-dimensional objects and artist books (and audio art)
My work was printed in many (inter-)national publications (like Inside Artzine, Proper Gander, Bananafish and many more) and I designed a lot of record- and CD-covers. I collaborated with many different, authors, poets, visual artists and audio artists from around the world.
“Marcel Herms channels nightmares, he sees the inside of souls and the landscape of beauty and terror in equal measure. His images are stark and powerful like an IED explosion, still there is sadness and pain in even the most terrifying of his faces. His art tells a story we all experience but try to hide and that is exactly why it resonates with everyone who sees it. He paints the skeletons in all our closets!!” (Matt Borczon)
“Very seldom do you come across a true master of his craft. Marcel Herms is amazingly talented and insanely prolific. His work is so visceral and alive and expressive and yet beautifully minimalist in approach at the same time. Each image a darkly emotive moment of human expression and endurance that confronts the viewer with a haunting brilliance. To my knowledge, there is no one out there today doing anything close to what Marcel Herms is doing. His stunning artwork is simply unmatched.” (Ryan Quinn Flanagan)
“Marcel Herms’ artwork is like a lucid psilocybin dream vivid enough to linger in your frontal cortex days after being consumed by the retinas. Imagine psychological ink splotches being brought alive by Dr. Frankenstein and running rampant. Complexity becomes impossibly simplified, and the depth of matter bleeds abstract madness all over the canvas.” (Red Focks)