Stephen Paddock, the mass shooter at Mandalay Bay, smashed out his hotel windows to fire on the crowd below. One image from that moment really stuck with me: a gaping black hole in the otherwise perfect gold grid of windows, with a curtain drifting gently outside. It was eerie—but also strangely beautiful. That image made me think about violence, whiteness, anger, our need to understand why these things happen, and how the media gives us gives me just enough distance to process something horrific as visually striking. For these paintings, I printed that photo onto canvas. I forced the canvas through a printer—using the machine as a go-between, replacing the direct act of painting by hand.