Nguyen van Hung




Vietnam; Belgium



represented by

Belgium: Espace d'Art Contemporain L'EscaleSquare Larousse , 1-1060 Brusselstel: (02) 343.38 75 fax: (02) 343 45 38


USA: K Gallery (Member of Wada)2010 R Street -Washington DC 20009tel: (202) 234 0339 Fax (202) 234 0605





onepeople met with Hung in Brussels, September 1997. Our contact there, Jean Paul Dispaux highly recommended that we meet with him and subsequently set up a meeting for us. Also a fantastic chef, Hung invited us to his studio and home for lunch one afternoon


Hung's paintings and sculpture use the body as a platform whereby his deepest thoughts of the body are fused together or simply missing key bodyparts. With one eye on composition and anatomy and the other on surreal relationships, his work is wholly representational and suggestive, both playful and grotesque.

We returned twice to Brussels and before we finally departed we were treated to some of the most exquisite Vietnamese food unrivaled yet.

Hung is mad. We've known this for a while. Hung is mad, which is fortunate for him. Fortunate for us too, after all. On his arrival in Belgium, Hung was selling chips at the North Station. Which neither Egon Schiele nor Leonardo da Vinci had done before him. On th eother hand, Hung like them scribbles all over sketchbook after sketchbook. That's what I always liked best in the works of Egon and Leonardo - and now, in Hung's -: their sketches. Over hundreds of pages, Hung's dream and nightmare characteres shove and jostle, ink strokes crisscross and intermingle, black as black can be, setting loose on paper misshapen, howling, vociferous monsters. Hung draws as he lives: uninterruptedly. The pen slithers on the paper, travels here and there, doesn't know, doesn't plan, doesn't end,doesn't settle anything for good. The pen probes, starts again, propels drawings at the speed of thought, more, ever more. There is no such thing as a completed perfect work, drawing follows upon drawing, like life's minutes. the work : to draw as you live. And drawing is a manner of living.

As for Hunt, Hung reckons that Hunt is mad. But then Hung is mad. Which is fortunate for him, after all. And for us too.


___________________________________________________Jaco Van Dormael, Cineaste

translated by Hunt in his collaborative book with Hung, HUNG HUNT : DUOGRAPHIE