(for sure, a meditation on the irony of using Gloria Gaynor's version of 'I Am What I Am' as a distraction while cleansing one's self of dead skin, spunk, dirt, lube, sweat, fecal matter, and, of course, the guilt, shame, remorse, however brief and outlived by submission to the quotidian and banal tedium and mediocrity of day-to-day existence) 36" x 17", mixed media assemblage (2022).