Spencer Kellogg | @Spencer_Kellogg
When I was a child, my grandfather had a replica work from the French Painter Paul Gauguin that sat above the oven in his kitchen. It read “D’où Venons Nous / Que Sommes Nous / Où Allons Nous.” I couldn’t read French then and I still can’t today but I got the gist. “Why?” Gauguin wanted to know why? What is our purpose? What are we doing here? And where is it all going?
That phrase has always haunted me. I have, within me, a desperate need to understand the motives of things unknown; specifically killers. I’m not the only one who feels this way either. Flick on the TV and you will find 24-hour reruns of Law and Order across multiple networks. When we are alone and under the covers of our well-worn beds, we all want to know why, especially when it comes to murder. For me, the most haunting questions arise from those events found in real life.