“I was killing myself only, but it was always the bystander who died.”
—Dennis Nilsen My work has always left a bad taste in my mouth, like a drug deal gone wrong with an ex-girlfriend. I’m a compulsive collector, mostly of the discarded—people, objects, personalities. The modern style of still life—as is so fashionable in zones of the unwanted, such as eBay and Craigslist—was a big influence on this body of work. A forensic investigation of communication carried out through detritus.