—01. Published in an edition of 500.
Amy O'Neill is one of the most talented and multi-faceted individuals working in contemporary art today. The bulk of her output is either highly conceptual sculpture or scrappy hand-drawn work, but this book is neither of those things. To put it simply, it is 28 half blank pages filled with pictures of red heads. The seemingly simple book manages to conjure a potent undercurrent of dread as you flip through, to the point where you feel each woman included came to some terrible and well-publicized demise. It's a feeling that's hard to explain, so just pick it up and see for yourself.