Thisdurational outdoor piece was made for Beacons Icons & Dykons, to accompany a showing of Jarman's Last of England. A poetic, nightmarish journey through a dark landscape of totalitarianism and despair...
DARK, COLD, the faint smell of sulphur in the air.
Her body wrapped in the fluttering flag, regal and proud she stands in the night.
She squeezes the newspaper wrapped chips, another symbol of her land, held aloft in her hand. Ketchup trickles slowly down her arm.