in this case there was no trauma. I painted the eviscerated man in Brooklyn about 10 years ago with the intention of bringing him to Coney Island to shoot, but I never found the right spot.
So I have carried him from house to house waiting until it's time.
The whole series, and the last one, are the result of my being sequestered in my house for the past 7 months, and for the foreseeable future.
All I have to shoot is what is here, the house itself or myself.
The 13 combines all 3.