Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in ...

A short film recounting the travels of a lonely astronaut confronted by the unknown. Unfolding as a ...

A live performance film capturing an intimate concert by composer, pianist and music producer Ryuich...

This fantastical movie inspired by the music of Michael Jackson features imaginative interpretations...

A poetic, semi-autobiographical short film of the sun setting over a village, shot from behind the c...

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

Global Groove was a collaborative piece by Nam June Paik and John Godfrey. Paik, amongst other artis...

An unnamed passer-by is forced to trace a circular route inside an abandoned tram station, facing lo...
Playful and rythmic self-portrait shot on Super 8mm and 16mm. Colored directly on the super 8mm.

The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by mod...

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.

This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.

Strings together what's strung together (please use yr tether).

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.