Zoe Jackson: Girls on the Verge (Of Death)

When I first met with Zoe Jackson, she had just moved back to her father’s house in Elwood, ahead of her relocation to Vienna, where she would shortly begin studying at the Akademie der bildenden Künste. We were sitting in her childhood bedroom, which houses remnants of her teenage furniture and was now acting as storage for her art. The floor was covered with peach carpet, the kind that our parents chose when they renovated homes according to the 1990s British cottage trend. And I noticed that part of this carpet was missing, having been cut out as a neatish square.