James Ostrer, like many typical children, belonged to the McDonald’s with trepidation, anticipating a mental rest and a gastronomic spree. Becoming an adult bearded photographer, he continued to eat your feelings and reproaches critics of sweets and fast food. But once Ostrer decided to defeat gluttony, his inexhaustible artistic reflection, and at the same time to replenish the world gallery of monsters new exhibits.
The ruthlessness of the capitalist giants that provide us with artificial food mass toxic colours instead of food, is obvious and does not require any explanation. However, the artist was merciless to their models: a strange mixture of covered and decorated, blind, dumb, and paralyzed, they had to be in that cocoon, even if you could only breathe through one nostril. Such is the strange, the exhibition turned out.