For many decades, comics, posters, big eye prints, and hot rod art were relegated to the status of ephemeral art. Even worse were those garish deity prints sold in shops hawking cheap Indian and Nepalese wares. No more.

Grace Lang joins the ever-increasing parade of low-brow artists interested in such kitsch as a valid form of self-expression.

She recently had a debut solo show at the Cotton Candy Machine in Williamsburg. She also does posters for underground acts in NYC and calls her work an “exploration into my own personal demons,” using big-eyed females dressed in barbarian gear as the figural focal point.

They aren’t so much Margaret Keane as they are Middle Ages-esque. Severed hands float, animal heads are masculine and submissive, if not slain. Evocative titles like “Babes in Deathland,” “I Wanna Be Inside You,” “The Spoils of War,” and “Psycho Sisters” leave little to the imagination. But imaginative the work is.

Lang employs a blacklight color palette, dripping flesh, and saliva in order to evoke an outsider attitude brazen in its dismissal of pretension. There’s also an overt feminism that suggests an eye-for-an-eye ethos. The demons inside are mystical and violent, playful and downright scary. Lang’s punk-rock attitude is met with a zen-like subtext to live your life and harm none. But if you do, beware motherfucker. This artist will cut your fucking head off. (Brian Chidester)

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