BAD GUY / Mugshots of Ex’s and Songs from their Spotify Playlists

There’s the bad guy, the gun-slinging no good embezzler with negative energy stamped on her face and a tough attitude, and then there’s also the beautiful one who dumped you, left you, blocked you, and it’s

All.

Her.

Fault.

Projecting, fantasy, all mixed up in a marvel universe of passion and denial. She stole my heart, it’s a crime, against humanity…to me.

The look of innocence, tough shell, victim, instigator. What you see when you close your eyes, a mugshot and a wanted poster with a name-your-price reward. Meanwhile she’s looking good and on the lam with another guy giving him what should be could be yours.

Embrace it, deny it, color in between the lines and scan the lineup. Is she there? What can you do if she is? Breaking every love law in the universe and breaking your heart but there’s no penalty and she’s back on the street in no time. So you're just another patsy. Or could it be that she’s the hero, the only one in the room that has what it takes to do the right thing? Are you to blame when the cards are on the table and just too chicken or blinded by desire to admit it?

Artist Statement – Extended

Bad Guy started with a simple question: why do we always need someone to blame when things fall apart?

The work looks at that moment after a breakup when anger takes over and reason disappears. When it’s easier to make the other person the villain—the “bad guy”—than to sit with the mess of what actually happened. It’s a universal reflex: we rewrite the story, assign roles, and turn hurt into accusation.

These images exaggerate that impulse. Mug shots, wanted posters, fake evidence—it’s all there, staged like a crime scene for emotions that don’t have clean logic. It’s part satire, part confession. The jilted lover becomes detective, prosecutor, and jury all at once.

In the end, Bad Guy isn’t about guilt or innocence. It’s about the stories we invent to make sense of heartbreak—and how easily emotion can turn into theater when we decide who’s at fault.

Of course, the whole time there's a soundtrack in the background.