on the closest victim, some unattainable force that no one dares to question.
Instead of hiding her demons in the closet, Michelle wants to celebrate their existence. And why shouldn’t she? With all the preaching politicians making the rounds, we could use a little more devil in our lives. No good intentions, he’s just plain bad, through and through. Michelle seems to revel in these merits. It’s where she feels most at home. Her email address says it all, smokeweedanddrawSatan. It sounds appealing in a cathartic sort of way. Illustrating Satan and his henchmen over and over again is probably a great way to relieve stress. Not having to worry about what other people think of you, or rather what God thinks of you, frees up a lot of extra time. The way Michelle aligns herself so closely with the prince of darkness is like a child peeking under the bed. We’re not afraid of what we can see. It’s the space between the lines, the darkness over our heads that keeps us up at night. Michelle isn’t afraid of hell; she sees it as a well-deserved retreat from all this bullshit we’re supposed to call life.
Mounted On His Scape Goat - Silkscreen, 2013