They Call Me Witch
Artist & Works
Artist & Works
Anna Lawrence
Using a playful and irreverent comedic approach, her work explores the weighted ideas of grief, mental health and memory. Her background in film studies and curation informs her approach to both personal and collective narratives within her visual work.
Through her use of unconventional and disposable materials like netting, garbage bags, and fabric scraps; she reimagines traditional notions of value and feminized labor. She is currently researching biomaterials such as faux leather-like materials formed from alginate (seaweed) and wool. Her latest work plays with ideas of 'otherness', anxieties surrounding the ‘unnatural’, and skin as a marker of time.
website:https://1292313957.wixsite.com/my-site-6
ins: @annie_larry
Through her use of unconventional and disposable materials like netting, garbage bags, and fabric scraps; she reimagines traditional notions of value and feminized labor. She is currently researching biomaterials such as faux leather-like materials formed from alginate (seaweed) and wool. Her latest work plays with ideas of 'otherness', anxieties surrounding the ‘unnatural’, and skin as a marker of time.
website:https://1292313957.wixsite.com/my-site-6
ins: @annie_larry
very bright, very small, very fast (2025)
| latex, graphite, paper, indigo dyed string, wax |
bent nail #2 (2025)
alginate, sheep’s wool, printer paper, rust
piece one of 142cm X 50cm, piece two 45 X 50cm
bent nail #2 : Reconfigured plant matter and animal matter are melded together with remnants of rust and soil from a long abandoned industrial factory. The story of work repurposed and useless now. Inset inside the fabric an image of an animal laid out like a dress pattern.
These pieces explore seek blind spots, floating entities, ambiguities that shift and intersect, the amorphous and the fugitive. An ongoing journey in an attempt to capture imprints of memory - the trails left behind of a snail, rust residue, receding headlights, the sense of room where someone has just been- a refusal to look at things head on an avoidance of naming.
They seek a relief of the human form, a second skin, to straddle the line between a menacing sense of mystery and the mundane familiar.