Surreal is an understatement as far as Schulze’s larger-than-life paintings are concerned. Something about his gesture always makes you think you’re in a Haruki Murakami novel – everything starts to tremble with symbolic possibility. For this show, Schulze focuses on automobiles: comic, pumped-up and chubby, they stand bumper to bumper on the gallery walls. Oversized, impassive and ridiculous, the canvases, which are entirely absent of humanity, play out the melancholic pop song of our generation, autonomous and unmistakable. Yet again, Schulze’s visual language is riddled with black humour.