Lesley Bricknell ‘Ice maiden’ (2009)
Diversion over the Christmas period. Inky wedding dress and lace bodice entombed in ice. Pond (no wildlife!) and bucket respectively. Bodice like an alien foetus held to the light. Dress a disappointment and assigned to the washing line. What did I expect? The ink stains haven’t moved at all. The plants that engulfed it fell off of course in the thaw. Of interest, however, was the desolate inky dress I intend to explore further. 












