What’s that? What am I up to? Oh nothing. Just binge-watching hours of Living Single and getting all worked up about a conflict that happened between fictional people back in the nineties. As one does.
I’m tired of being sick… I need a painting of myself that I can put in a closet, and it can get sick for me. And—why dispute the classics?—it can also get old. And if I ever get famous enough to have twitter trolls, the painting can have those too.
The new Picture of Dorian Gray is a selfie stored on a hard drive in a box of old cords in the bottom of a closet that absorbs death threats, doxxing, and general trolling on all social media.