I painted this canvas following an assault I suffered in October 2021. It took me a long time before I decided to paint it.
A man jumped on me in the middle of the night and tried to rape me. He trapped me in his arms and put his hand on my private parts while telling me not to scream. "Shh, shh, shh, I just want to have a good time".
I kept telling him not to rape me but he kept insisting that it wasn't rape, that he just wanted to have a good time.
I kept telling him that he was committing a rape, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks and gradually moved away from me, making sure to keep his face hidden.
This man was never found, he lives in my small town and can see me walk past him without me recognizing him. This gives me a feeling of immense uncontrol, of revolt and unfortunately of despair. This is how my painting comes about.
