I wrote this piece of text a while back when I was preparing for this headless photo shoot. It was around the time where I was finally coming out of the deep traumas that I had recently been through. I was still processing them (and still am) but I was finally starting to catch glimpses […]

Fuck your flowers Fuck your romance Fuck your self involved ideations Fuck your wilted Fuck your petals Fuck the voices in your head  Fuck your seeds Fuck the water  Drain the well Do you know what this is?  Fuck your DMT LSD MSY SFO Feather River Road  You don’t know what this is Fuck your […]

I wrote this text to go with the images. It’s rather depressing and has a *trigger warning: rape* associated with it. I might turn it into a monologue for a piece that I’m working on. I might not. Anyway, if you want to scroll past the text and get to the images, I won’t be […]

It’s been almost a year since I’ve managed to take a self portrait. Going through this year- the pandemic, the joblessness, the homelessness, the fire, losing unemployment, losing family, the sheer and utter shattering sensation of major life changing heart break… simply being-  taking another breath in and another breath out is an act of […]

It’s taken me three months to take this photograph. Every once in a while I’ll prop my phone up on some pillows or books trying to create the right camera angle, or I’ll hang up a coat trying to makeshift a quarantine backdrop. Sometimes I take my sun lamp from the bedroom to the bathroom […]

I went to see my city last night. It was 9pm on a Sunday. Late March. Busy season. Empty. Quiet. It’s strange how the smell of piss gets so much stronger when there’s no trace of beer and puke and sweat to wash it down. Even the panhandlers are gone. No one to panhandle to. […]

Besides cropping, these photos are completely unedited. I was shooting in a room with no natural light and poor overhead lighting, so I had to get creative. I used large clear sequins from a sequined jacket (Mardi Gras costume), kaleidoscope goggles (also a Mardi Gras costume) and a SAD sun lamp from when I tried […]

I’m not afraid anymore. For so long I was taught to be afraid of my body. To be ashamed of it. But I’m not afraid anymore. It’s taken a long time to grow past the notions that I was taught to believe growing up. I was a ballet dancer. My teachers told me that my […]

  I’ve written about my experiences with Epstein Barr here before.  A few months ago I found a book entitled “The Complete Dictionary of Ailments and Diseases” by Jacques Martel.  It lists the emotional constructs at the root of all diseases and dis-eases that humans experience.  When I looked up my symptoms, the wisdom that […]