Zou Hij nog steeds Dood zijn?

In his first solo exhibition Delapierre abandons the classical portrait and takes you into a surrealist dream, in which image and denomination will undoubtedly raise numerous questions (which he will happily not answer). This head-shy aficionado of winking-absurdism captures the universe with carbuncles like funnels and constructs ─ at the pace of languid oil paints ─ universes that everyone gets to fill in (read: dick out) themselves. Immerse yourself in an alienating, terrifying and cabaretesque trip ─ preferably with gallons of wine. Because God (He) is a creator.