For Your Own Good
For Your Own Good is a life-sized painting of me, crouched in the corner, holding a knife. The painting sits on the floor and leans in the corner, so it’s almost like the corner of the gallery might have had me there with a knife at a different time, or like a different place is superimposed on the corner like a ghost or something. I mean the painting as a warning for people not to get to close to me because I might attack them. Or maybe I mean that if someone wants someone to blame for them getting attacked, I’m right over here with a knife, in the corner. I also painted it just because I thought it was funny.