This is the first collage in a series I’m calling “The Painter” about a fictional serial murderer documenting his life and “works” after his effective retirement. This entry is called “Comfort Lost” and concerns his first foray into full-blown violence. This is intended as an exploration of not only my own dark side, but in the language and expression of society’s obsession with simultaneously ignoring and obsessing over their own darkness. It is intended to provoke and ignite your imagination and will hesitate as I am able to broach the grisly details of The Painter’s crimes. Ultimately it is a labor not of love, but of purgation. Uh, enjoy!

Mixed media on cardboard, 2019, 7.75″ x 5.75″