Squiggles, or ‘Shriggles’. That’s what you can call them. Some are. Some are concepts or mottos for life – written in pen on a scrap of paper. Some things are sculpture. Things and Shriggles. Shrigley’s universe. The Shrigleyverse. Do you want to go there?
David Shrigley tapes a note, handwritten on cardboard, to a lamp post underneath a blob of clay in the shape of a little head. It reads: ‘Notice’ – While you are reading this there is a man in one of the windows high above you who is taking your photograph. He will make a wee model of you and put it with other wee models of other people. Then he plays weird games with them.’more.....
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