Panni Malekzadeh’s work deals with ‘human vulnerability, boredom, fragility and the imprisonment of oneself’, according to her artists statement. I personally love and loathe these. Parts of them seem to take themselves too seriously and yet I find them ingeniously funny as hell at the same time. Maybe I’m missing the point, or maybe I don’t take neurosis very seriously (although I should considering I have plenty of my own). Judging by the artists reference to Plath and contradiction I’m guessing she intends to have this split reaction. Either way I think there is an interesting depth and quality to them that makes me want to keep looking.
