This is the first major publication of the morbidly compelling work of David Mackintosh. Editor Simon Morrissey’s insightful essay begins: ‘By turns mundane then macabre, surreal then salacious, David Mackintosh’s drawings are always disarmingly simple. Whether depicting a pile of shit or parts of a dismembered corpse, the outline of a head with what appears to be a bite taken out of it or starkly rendering a pair of bare breasts, his drawings appear to have borrowed much of their graphic presence from cartoons or some kind of illustration … It is as if Mackintosh is dallying with the easy readability of these forms of drawing, and finding a comfort in their lack of discursive complexity. And with their graphic outlines, their swathes of opaque wash quickly filling shapes or dry drags of the brush scribbling a rough approximation to form, the drawings appear to convey immediacy and spontaneity…’