the viktor vandals series came from an original 1997 police polaroid of our home. in the same tradition of photography and vandalizing i coalesced fashion, performance and theatre to forget. it allowed me to rebuild a piece of evidence from its own arhitecture and tuneful voice. FUCK ME LIKE YOU HATE ME was a phrase that resonated with me after the incident. this Brought into my conscious, intense animalistic emotions. yet, to reverse egressive protest, then just say graffiti is Blessed with choreographed materials. i often think about remembering [the experience] and how it cuts time, place and circumstance.