Kirstine Roepstorff’s You Are Being Lied To is a delight of cultural protest. Set on a 70s-style photomural backdrop, Roestorff assembles a wonder world of male middle-class-dom. Her ‘great white’ tea party boats all the accoutrements of a lost supremacy. Zoot-suited mafia dons mingle with polyester yuppies, footballers, firemen, and nudists, in a glorious 9-hole Valhalla peppered by fighter jets and sentimental glitter. Using collage and paint, Roepstorff creates her own agitprop, assembling an ironic Baroque style requiem reminiscent of the dead ‘heroes’ on the Sgt. Pepper album cover.
Kirstine Roepstorff’s Hidden Truth is a monument of kitsch: a billboard-sized postcard-collage celebrating the mastery of tourism over an unconquerable sublime landscape. Envisioning an estate agent’s dream of a rustic sci-fi paradise condo-ised for maximum investment, Roepstorff’s development is ruthless and ridiculous. Tower blocks nestle in virgin forests, impossibly balance in cliff faces, and teeter precariously on insurmountable summits. Hovering over the scene is a fixed oracle of nirvana, exploding with the fairytale bijou of globalisation, aligning the planets in a parody of capitalist bliss.