Anna Barratt
My work springs from tension of isolation of the domestic setting. Being alongside, playing with and watching my son play - his love of "gory" actions on his toy figures, his "bloodlust" and heroic, absurd games have also found their way into my work or reawakened my passion for things gory horrible and absurd. The work becomes a space for the "unsayable" the "undoable", my revenge and dismay on the world and more personally. A head melts or spontaneously combusts on "Robe", a hospital robe. Poisonous wraith on a battleground with severed heads in the foregound. In "bursa" a crying man in a green hilly industrial landscape is caught by a thought bubble. But I identify with the mutated strange figures and heads in my drawings and animations. They are symbols of revolution,renegades. My animations running like flickbooks, caught in a repetitive loop of the drawings-reflect my "zombie" like state watching T.V. too close, flicking through the channels.
