Heather Phillipson currently has an art installation at Gloucester Road tube station in London – My Name Is Lettie Eggsyrub – that uses giant cartoony eggs to question our rapacious consumption. The pop-art splodges of orange and white may look like fun, but they are accompanied by films in which eggs are being cracked, whisked and slapped on sandwiches. “There are all these forms of torture we subject eggs to and I wanted to remind people that these are potential lives,” says Phillipson, who was raised as a vegetarian and became vegan 15 years ago. “Before it was fashionable and when it was pretty hard and widely mocked,” she says.
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