Two-headed sheep, purple-ribboned skull bunnies, pin-covered eggs and paintings of eye-patched
chicks screaming hungrily, “It’s human tonight, bitches!” Today is a truly black Easter Sunday at the household of Elizabeth McGrath and husband Morgan Slade, hidden in a smog-laden neighbourhood of downtown Los Angeles.

Liz – as she likes to be called by her friends – sits in her impressive studio, filled with Californian sunshine and stuffed to the rafters with boxes and boxes of weirdness. Household goods such as buttons, wire and feathers are in tidy piles everywhere, as are glass eyeballs, resin ferrets and life-size bear heads. While we talk she paints a watercolour animal that’s part bat, part zebra and part dragon.