I opened the Guardian Environment Climate Change page today, and was greeted with four photos — three of
the rotting bodies of dead animals and one of a parched landscape with camels.
Not exact matches
But when Cubby listened to the fountain, it only made her think
of the broken cistern in the toilets under the gym, mossy and dank and smelling like a
dead body mixed up with old cartons
of rotting milk.
This methodology can be seen in her horrifying but deeply evocative self - portraits, Observing
of Self Being
Dead (2)(3)(2011), which depicts what resemble tortured, violated and
rotting female
bodies.