Everlasting Icons

170,00 

Death NYC โ€“ Untitled (Everlasting Icons) Silkscreen, 32 x 45 cm Signed and numbered PA (Artist’s Proof), from a rare edition beyond commercial circulation. Comes with COA

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Untitled (Everlasting Icons) by Death NYC
Artist Proof, Silk-screen print, Signed and Certified

n this retina-searing silkscreen, Death NYC pushes cultural layering to a near-hallucinogenic extreme. A kaleidoscopic burst of acid yellow and chlorophyll green fuses high fashion, counterculture, and art history into one frenetic visual punch. At its center is the unmistakable face of Kate Moss, overlaid with the spectral presence of Marilyn Monroe, their beauty rebranded, replicated, immortalized.

The image is a collision of icons, each ghosting through the next: Monroeโ€™s fragmented features echo faintly, evoking themes of fame, repetition, and beauty as commodity. Behind them, the ghostly visages of Jean-Michel Basquiat and Andy Warhol, locked in their iconic boxing pose, appear as avatars of artistic rivalry and mythmaking.

Scattered Louis Vuitton monograms bleed into the background, deconstructing luxury into noise, while the lower-left corner contains a faded column of critical text – possibly a nod to Basquiatโ€™s posthumous reputation – partially obscured, like memory overwritten.

This is definitely not a harmonious image. Itโ€™s a collision of eras, aesthetics, and egos, a bright, defiant meditation on the way money and pop culture eat themseves. Death NYC uses iconography as ammunition, layering visual archetypes not to celebrate them, but to interrogate the very mechanisms that made them famous and then consumed them. Fashion, art, fame, and media spectacle are mashed into one saturated frame, exposing how mythmaking in Western pop culture is rarely innocent. Instead, it is slick, seductive, and frequently sacrificial.

Here, fame is not a crown, it is rather a fluorescent camouflage. These figures are not merely memorialized; they are rebranded into eternity, caught in a loop of resurrection and replication.

This piece is aย sugar-coated gut punch and a drunk dream of cultural saturation, where icons donโ€™t rest in peace, they compete for screen time.

Do you still look for your 15 minutes of fame?

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