The Cover Up
Hamilton warns us that the façades we create—as beautifully seductive as they are— are as tenuous as the eggshells she crushes, or, in the face of nationalism, that the territories we defend by means of war are just as fragmented as those crushed eggshells.
Fully willing to admit to her own predilection for destruction, she drops one of her pretty little bombs on us.
Even if her weapons are defused, the message she creates by altering their appearance is pretty explosive. Call it a war on our conscience.
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- Anitra Hamilton, Still Life with Fruit, 1996. Defused fruit shaped hand grenades encrusted with various types of eggshells (duck, emu, starling, and robin). each approx. 5”H x 3”W. Courtesy of the artist and Georgia Scherman Projects, Toronto.
- Anitra Hamilton, Ovum, 1009. Brown eggshells, green acrylic wash, white eggshells, blue acrylic wash. 13” H x 13” W. Courtesy of the artist and Georgia Scherman Projects, Toronto.
- Anitra Hamilton, Who’s Gonna Tell Jesus There’s No Santa Claus?, 2004. Defused US Air Force bomb, 20 dozen hand-made Ukrainian Easter eggs (psanky), glue, varathane. 10” H x 7’W x 10”D. Courtesy of the artist and Georgia Scherman Projects, Toronto.