Painting of the Three Senses

Reinhold Pratschner is a privileged artist since his mentors always have offered advice without showing him a certain path. Such a path he had to discover on his own. Like an architect he is able to shape the canvas in accordance with his ideas and to interlace tangible projections of his imagination.
Brushes and knives plough through the canvas like agricultural implements which prepare the soil for the seed. This way works are generated that do not only involve the sense of sight but also the sense of touch (many times during creation the hands are in league with the form which evokes a feeling of wanting to touch the works) and the sense of smell (the oil color continues to disperse its characteristic scent). When we look at our poor earth from above, as from an airplane, we’re bound to wonder about the amazing geographical order with the clearly defined cultivated areas of numerous proprietors, one next to the other, from one end of the world to the other. Reinhold Pratschner too looks onto the earth from above, but he does that in his own generous way, with an honest look of someone who perceives things and tells us about them just as they are. He does not read these cultivated areas like a land surveyor who wants to register them in a cadaster. Instead he observes and describes them almost like a psychoanalytic spot. Boundaries and private properties vanish and what remains is the soil with its own characteristics where nature itself speaks to us. It is always a bit risky trying to interpret abstract art. As a matter of fact it should not happen. But since Reinhold Pratschner allows himself the freedom of thought so do we and let our minds wander.
Red, Yellow, Black, Green, Ochre lead us back into original worlds of Fire, Smoke, Earth, Water, Heat, Shadow; the color Red, the color Black and realities derived from those like Clouds, Horse, Bulb, Bone, Sand, Stone, and finally even Thought or Obscurity. All these are titles of his paintings.
The color as the absolute protagonist of the material-painting of Reinhold Pratschner sets grave and moving notes of a contemporary cello on the artistic canvas, it writes them down and engraves them. Reinhold Pratschner lived in Sofia, Belgrade and Kiev and in each of these cities he had close contacts with local artists. Now, based in Milan, he tries to comprehend the Italian world, be it the world of art or social life in general. He does that by sending out his drone in order to explore the “boot”. In his home village of Hochfilzen in Tyrol, near Kitzbühel, in the heart of the Alps, biathlon competitions take place regularly. Biathlon is a combination sport, consisting of cross-country skiing and shooting. Persistence, effort, calmness and precision in the right moment are essential for success. This is the way that follows the creation of the paintings of Reinhold Pratschner, the son and father of the colors and their combination of Yellow and Black, Red and Yellow, Green and Black.
In his early years he was supported by Evi Fersterer and later on he was introduced by Inge C. Pohl to the infinite universe of abstract art. Sometimes the architect in him appears. In a number of paintings he becomes a three dimensional artist, when wires and structures emerging from the canvas seem like cages or reservoirs of the air.
But even Reinhold Pratschner has an enemy, of which he has heard, but does not want to become acquainted with: artifice. His way is truthful, intricate, long and complex. He does not take short cuts.