'And Red All Over' - Scott Hunt



 

 

Are all ghosts unhappy? Is Hunt's figure rejoycing in the sudden liberation of her death, its release of her confinement from a regimented social role, its offering of freedom from the contraption trappings that carried her through cosmopolitan journeys (symbolised by the car, and the distance between them)... Or is she celebrating the fates that have spared her injury, emerging from an accident unscathed and alive. Perhaps she is offering a prayer to a sacred cosmos, conscious of the danger life sometimes veers us into, knowing that moments of miscalculation may so quickly send us into to the irrevocable embrace of death.