"Obsessing over the men that we know only via the internet is one of the great art forms of the 21st Century. Few of us have realized it better, though, than Brooklyn-based multidisciplinary artist Christopher Clary.
Installation for Discovery Award, Les Rencontres d’Arles, France.

Clary uses his own enormous gay porn stash as a starting point for the creation of works that consider his own sexual and social identity, and confront issues of sexuality and masculinity.
Drawings for objects and installations.

His extraordinary series on Kevin, a husky figure of unrequited desire, comprised images blown up to 3,000 times their size as well as photographs of Clary's mesmerizing efforts to track Kevin down and meet him in real life. Kevin was exhibited at the Rencontres d’Arles in France last year, and is reproduced in photos here, courtesy of the artist.

'There are men in my pornography collection that consume me and Kevin has been an obsession for years. The photographs themselves aren’t particularly hard-core but he taps into a raw masculinity that most people find repugnant. A collector who ran from my room went as far to say 'violent.'
Photographs of Kevin’s personal ad,  missing posters, and the email that ended the project.

'This installation was created for the 2011 Discovery Award at the Rencontres D’Arles in France. Each canvas is over six feet tall, stretched over wooden panels and leaned against one another like paintings in a studio. This was the only way to give weight and scale and importance to something so immaterial.'

This software endlessly opens Kevin’s jpegs, eventually slowing and crashing the computer.

'The video version of my desktop paints a different picture. Now the preview application counts up to infinity. What was monumental now feels anxious. Possibly hopeless.'
Missing posters that were printed but never distributed.

'Not satisfied with fantasy, I set out to find Kevin and photograph him. First I needed to wade through the various pseudonyms and web profiles to pinpoint a name that I still wasn’t positive was real. Then I spent several months emailing, social networking, even paying for information. I was close but stalled online. My next move was to use his last whereabouts (in downtown New Orleans) for a street intervention with posters. I was on the verge of canvassing New Orleans when I received an email — a sad and poetic end for our male archetype.'
— Mark Adnum, Editor, Nightcharm