Excerpt from a diary entry by the artist Reiner Strub about the impact of Herrfurth's collages in 1969. Strub and Herrfurth met while studying art together in Berlin, shared a love of travel and Greece, and were friends for decades: "...But first, the week in Berlin, which thoroughly shook me up and stirred me. For the first time since that Jasper Johns exhibition in Bern, I saw original works from the Pop Art movement, etc. It's delightful how all the rank and file have suddenly jumped on the bandwagon and are swimming along. Almost nowhere is there anything of truly convincing quality. Even an elaborate exhibition by English artists had very little that I paused to look at." "Mini-art leaves me particularly cold." All this would probably be without consequence were it not for, yes, were it not for Karl-Heinz's new paintings. He has switched to a more structured painting style, and in working with collages—more like montages—made from color photographic magazine advertisements, he has discovered a disturbing objectivity, which he now paints on 100 x 200 cm canvases: bandaged body parts, nudes in a car in nonsensical poses. Never faces, hands, or feet. But it is, of course, the execution that is astonishing." Reiner Strub, 1969
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In the following texts, alongside the artist's voice, voices will be heard from those who knew Herrfurth personally or who engaged with his work. These include former friends, students, and art experts. The aim is to provide insight into various facets of his biography, his personality, his work as a university professor, and his artistic output.
In her memorial speech for Karl-Heinz Herrfurth, his friend and art educator Ursula Sasse says:
"I would like to talk about my memories of Karl-Heinz:"
I met him in 1958 at the HfBK in Berlin. We were both studying art education, but he was already four semesters ahead of me. We attended seminars and lectures together, and I noticed him there because of his insightful, very serious questions. He always got to the bottom of things, and that also applied to his artistic work. He said to me: "A good primer is half the painting, remember that!" On the large canvases, whose format was never larger than what he could easily reach with his height, the "painting" process was long and intense. He could read and imagine compositional ideas into them: "The adventure of painting begins with the priming; the pictorial element rises from the ground and remains contained within it. You have to embed the mark in the ground, not leave it lying on top of a smooth surface." Getting to the bottom of things applied not only to his art but also to his outlook on life.
Many years later – I had long been working as an art teacher at a grammar school in Hanover – he gave me some good advice: He suggested that I hang good art prints by different painters from different eras side by side, in order to draw the students' attention to the diversity of our captivating visual world and to stimulate discussion, while also being "alarmed by the clash of different artistic opinions and proud of our richness." (Quote K.-H.)
I believe that's how he understood working with his students: to raise awareness, to be mindful. I was able to observe him working with his students a few times and was impressed by how much freedom he could give them. The demands Karl-Heinz placed on his work also applied, metaphorically, to his attitude towards life's questions. [...]
In a letter to me dated January 13, 1998, [...] he quotes a saying of a Sufi master: “He who does not know, and does not know that he does not know, is a fool—avoid him. He who does not know and knows that he does not know is a child—teach him. He who knows and does not know that he knows, is asleep—awaken him. But he who knows and knows that he knows is a wise man—follow him.” ... a beautiful rule for life, which may also apply to things, experiences, and dreams, and is perhaps noteworthy for young people. But what do we old people do? Karl-Heinz continues: “I recently found the following passage in Hegel: ‘Death, if we want to call that unreality by that name, is the most terrible thing, and to hold on to what is dead is what requires the greatest strength.’”
I wish for this strength! I am grateful to you, dear Karl-Heinz."
Ursula Sasse, 03.12.2015
The artist and art educator Wolfgang Ebert describes his memories of his student years at the HdK under Professor Herrfurth:
"I studied painting with Karl-Heinz Herrfurth from 1993 to 2000. Before I moved to Offenburg in the summer of 2006 to take up a position as an art teacher at an art-focused school in Achern, Herrfurth visited me one last time in my studio on Mainzer Straße in Schöneberg as a farewell. I'm not one for comparisons. But it shouldn't be overlooked, and therefore shouldn't be forgotten, that at the former Department 6 of the Berlin University of the Arts (HdK) on Grunewaldstraße, there was no other professor who was even remotely as involved in the artistic development of his students as Professor Herrfurth. He was at the university every day. He held life drawing classes in his studio once a week, regular critiques of artwork in class, and anyone who wanted feedback in between simply left the studio door open." He would come in and often surprise us with a new idea: "Try this..." This could be a primer, a special type of paper, a brush from his collection, a large, discarded stretcher frame—so I'd dare to paint on a larger scale—a truck windshield wiper as a squeegee to spread the paint in broad strokes across the canvas, or a deodorant roller filled with ink, so that the lines would dance across the paper as lively and nimble as the dancer he had invited to the Neue Galerie. With these unconventional tools, the students were encouraged to develop their own style, to find and invent their own form. Herrfurth constantly invited us to experiment with artistic means. A gift that continues to delight and surprise me in my own studio and my students at school.
As students, we could only vaguely sense how multifaceted, fresh, even sometimes audacious, and not least extensive and profound the work of Karl-Heinz Herrfurth truly is. He was the only professor whose work wasn't represented in the university library. At the time, we weren't aware of any gallery in Berlin exhibiting his work, so we could only catch glimpses of the occasional recent series when we entered his studio—after knocking, of course. In fact, seeing his website did bring back some of his paintings. I am all the more grateful now for this more comprehensive insight into the work of my former professor. I think it was an expression of his approach as an educator to impart his profound knowledge to us without putting his own art in the foreground. Respect and appreciation grew from his active engagement with us students. They didn't need to be staged, as sometimes happened in other departments. All the more important, and here I agree with Anna Holldorf's words, is that his "master drawings" now receive the honor they deserve.
One might judge an artist solely by their work. In retrospect, I allow myself a judgment that also remembers the person, Karl-Heinz Herrfurth, behind the painting. It is a warm memory that comes alive with every glance at his work, flashes before our eyes, and allows us to share in it. In this sharing, what was within him remains alive for and within us. Thank you!
Wolfgang Ebert, summer 2020
The artist Horst Beese draws memories of his student years in the class of Prof. Herrfurth at the HDK-Berlin, 1974-1983:
"I was born in 1949 and completed an engineering degree at the TFH (Construction) Berlin via continuing education. I then passed the entrance exam for the winter semester of 1974/75 at the (then) SHFBK. After the trial semester, we presented our work, which we had created in the foundation course, to the entire faculty in order to apply for a place in a class. Professor Herrfurth indicated that he was interested in my work."
In 1975, I was accepted into his class, which had only been in existence for a year. My fellow students were all just beginning their studies as well. I clearly remember several names that stayed with me for a long time (Liese Petry, Sybille Reinshagen, Axel Sander, Christa Ropohl-Kirchner, Äd Wiesinger, Konrad von Hohmeier, and many more). An exciting time of grappling with painting, art, and theory began. Professor Herrfurth was always there, incredibly helpful wherever he could be, guiding us in our search for personal expression in painting. We could talk to him about absolutely anything, whether it was about material and technical questions, art history, or literature—simply everything. A very warm, very personal relationship developed with "our" professor. I experienced Wolfgang Ebert's recollections of his student years on the website, covering the period from 1993 to 2000, exactly as he did back in the seventies!
My time at the HDK (later renamed) was very busy; I was working outside the university on stage designs for a theater group. But I wasn't the only one "straying." There were several fellow students who didn't "just" paint, but also made music, played in bands, and that interested our professor as well. Once, I invited Professor Herrfurth to a theater performance, and he came, accompanied by his wife, whom I met there. He took the bait, too, and inquired, "How's the theater doing?" I hadn't pursued "art education" further, wanting to concentrate entirely on painting, and worked daily in the studio on Grunewaldstrasse, right next to Professor Herrfurth's. I remember many intense and uplifting conversations in his studio, including about Greece, as I already had a strong emotional connection to Greece at that time. Herrfurth also encouraged me to work towards the master student examination, which led to my being awarded the title of master student in 1982. I was allowed to continue working in the studio for another year with full support.
I then decided to try my luck in "free" art. I maintained contact with "my" professor for years. In 1988, I participated in a German-Greek cultural exchange, which included an exhibition of our work in Agia Paraskevi in Athens, followed by two exhibitions in a gallery in Athens.
I think I can say that I have continuously developed my painting skills and have also been able to sell works successfully on several occasions. I don't remember the exact year, but it must have been after 1992, when I visited Professor Herrfurth again in his studio on Grunewaldstrasse to tell him about the birth of our son, just as he often mentioned his sons in conversation.
In 1998, we gave up our apartment in Berlin to move to my wife's old home region of Bavaria, near Lake Chiemsee, where our son started school. Here, I built a new network, am on the advisory board of the Traunstein Art Association, and a member of the BBK-Upper Bavaria (Professional Association of Visual Artists). And after many years as an instructor at the "School of Imagination Traunstein," I have now, at the age of 71, taken on a permanent position as an art teacher at the State Academy for Social Pedagogy in Traunstein. I was approached because they were urgently seeking an art educator.
Years ago I had tried, unfortunately in vain, to find information about Prof. Herrfurth on the internet, so I was all the more delighted to recognize many of the pictures from the early years.
For a long time, I also regularly sent invitations to Professor Herrfurth to my exhibitions. He even came to some of them in the 1980s.
Horst Beese, in spring 2022

