Elizabeth Prize, a 45-year-old filmmaker whose technique is notably different from fellow Turner Prize finalist Luke Fowlers, specializes in exploring consumerism and the commoditization of civilization through highly sexualized, high-definition films of inanimate, functional objects like cars, vinyl records and egg whisks. She has been nominated for her current exhibition, Here, which also includes a video of a wrecked container ship, full of some 3,000 luxury cars slowly corroding on the bottom of the North Sea.
As Guardian art critic Adrian Searle gushed upon seeing Price’s work at the 2010 British Art Show:
a taxonomy of kitsch pottery, the sheen on a cheap figurine and the light-catching slither of a vinyl LP and the glittery spangle of a revolving egg whisk, all set to the hard shudder of remixed 1980s pop. Price’s work is an erotic encounter of objects, surfaces and colliding categories. I nearly did myself a mischief watching this.