There’s something about ice cold water on my skin. Is it a chill? A way to wake up? Me just trying to feel something? Depends on the day.
begging to be unfolded, for the layers to not be so crumpled, for the pages to not be stained, for the future to be brighter than I can bare, for the past to disappear into darkness and for the present to be perfectly clear. (9.24.23)
“So girl, leave your boots by the bed
We ain't leaving this room
Till someone needs medical help
Or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood
So cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
Cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good” - Jason Isbell
You know that dead of night feeling, when you’re boozy as fuck and aching to play that instrument. When dawn is peaking through your blinds and all you want to do is drink tequila, play jams, and not have a care in the world. Take yourself there. I dare you. (6/22/2019)
Is it a photograph, a painting? This one stands alone.
When your whole world is in flames, and you're hoping you don't suffocate on the smoke. It's like wanting to breathe so badly but you just can't. This is the first of an ongoing series.
Finding grit in everyday objects was the premise of this 2011 film project.
2010-2011. I found myself chasing peace in places that you would typically find over crowded and loud. Escape from the chaos. With my mom's old film camera, I would be out in the early or late hours of the day, sitting, walking, and watching. Sitting in a place, like an airport that normally has thousands stream in and out, in the middle of the night with you and maybe one other soul, it is an experience. I can still smell the cleanliness of freshly mopped floors. I can still remember the squirm of my restless legs as I curled up in numerous seats to think. Here is a taste of what happens in the night. (all images scanned in, untouched from the art student I was in 2010)
Ever get that feeling, that you just want to scrape off the old so the new can breathe. Thinking about it just makes me want to shed off the dead skin.
(Feb 2011)
