GARMSVILLE

It featured Dorrell encamped in the darkened gallery space for four days and nights. Called Roost, the action piece touched on and was inspired by ritual - Christian and pagan, observing this period we've come to know as Easter, exploring it's roots in pagan tradition and voodoo parallels too.

He had a shooting gallery - where he'd select one of various iconic figures (Sacred Cows) to shoot - at a kind of modern deity...These included Joseph Beuys, Adolf Hitler, Barack Obama and George W Bush...

During this period he kept in contact with the rest of the world via Skype and occasionally popped his head out the door to collect the morning papers and discuss the process with the constant flow of visitors and passers -by. 

And there were two chickens. The chickens lived with Dorrell in the space. Their journey was intrinsic to his; at a certain point in his entombment, he was to eat the eggs they layed and later to sacrifice them and use their blood as material for his painting.  Then he was to pluck and cook and eat them for supper.

It was an amazing process to watch, a really provocative act which triggered loads of debate among the viewers, who for various reasons found themselves outside what essentially became Dorrells cave. What are the true roots of Easter? Would he or would he not kill those two chickens? Indeed should he? What do chickens have to do with Easter? Is our experience of meat consumption - all shrink-wrapped and oven ready -  hypercritical?  How to you value of art that can't be commodified and sold in a packaged, transferable form? Have we come expect art shrink-wrapped and oven-ready like meat..?