Paul Westcombe’s work takes the reactionary obsessions on the tabloid press and spew them forth across the walls. Nazis, serial killers, horoscopes, it all coalesces in one grim smorgasbord. These prurient fascinations cannot be repressed or hidden in the periphery of Westcombe’s thoughts, instead a confrontation is demanded. To look away from this montage of grotesqueries is to be assaulted by yet another barrage of sociopathic derangement. The tableaux conjured here don’t offer any exit routes; to retreat into the world of the imagination is to meet with the grim realisation that the subjective has been entirely colonised.

When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 3 Pen on paper, 2009
When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 2 Pen on paper, 2009
When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 1 Pen on paper, 2009

Works Included 

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 Pen on paper, 2009

20. When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 1
Pen on paper, 2009

22. When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 2
Pen on paper, 2009

24. When I came up from the meat locker the city was gone, No. 3
Pen on paper, 2009