Seven Windows Looking Out from Apartment 213-Notes on Drawing Dahmer

It began, as it often does, with a photograph. Not the infamous one, not a mugshot, but a softer version. A face neither hardened nor at peace. A stillness that made me pause.

They’ve taught us to look away. Or worse: to look only when it’s monstrous enough to make headlines. And when it comes to Dahmer, there is no shortage of monstrous. But I am not interested in monsters. I study people.