Rebecca Lennon

Inside a shabbily constructed cardboard shelter, recordings of the artist sleep-talking are played out via a grey horn tanoy speaker reminiscent of those found in public spaces such as office buildings and train stations. Outside the box, attempted translations of the sounds into language are displayed on a cctv monitor. Phrases such as 'Nyeen Cocky Drape' 'No, no their not freintish that' ' and 'Mama' pivot between familiarity and nonsense, humour and a sense of uncomfortable intimacy. *For further details and images see Future50.