The under story of our relationships.   Internalised subtexts that travel under the surface.     The imperfection of our perfect lives together.    Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Alum

The under story of our relationships.

Internalised subtexts that travel under the surface.

The imperfection of our perfect lives together.

Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Aluminium.

 we sharpen our vision with each other’s eyes

we sharpen our vision with each other’s eyes

 we repeat we repent we revive we revolve

we repeat we repent we revive we revolve

 you release me from my own gravity

you release me from my own gravity

 after millenniums of missed understanding

after millenniums of missed understanding

 I sweep up the shadows with the light

I sweep up the shadows with the light

 I'm prone to wander aimlessly between your walls

I'm prone to wander aimlessly between your walls

 your words taste good on my tongue

your words taste good on my tongue

 regret creeps up and holds my hand

regret creeps up and holds my hand

 you form a new colour out of the blue

you form a new colour out of the blue

 the things that bind also repel

the things that bind also repel

 let me speak my revolving speech

let me speak my revolving speech

 I wear your madness like a favourite shirt

I wear your madness like a favourite shirt

 why is your dog always off the lead

why is your dog always off the lead

 death will unite the things we tear apart

death will unite the things we tear apart

 hope comes home and sups with us

hope comes home and sups with us

 I will wish you the morning star

I will wish you the morning star

 we sail the horizon of endless wonder

we sail the horizon of endless wonder

 this part of me flowers only once a year

this part of me flowers only once a year

 my cabinets are full of your dreams

my cabinets are full of your dreams

 you brighten my deepest abyss

you brighten my deepest abyss

 who is this god that bids us shine

who is this god that bids us shine

 you in your small corner and I in mine

you in your small corner and I in mine

 The under story of our relationships.   Internalised subtexts that travel under the surface.     The imperfection of our perfect lives together.    Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Alum
 we sharpen our vision with each other’s eyes
 we repeat we repent we revive we revolve
 you release me from my own gravity
 after millenniums of missed understanding
 I sweep up the shadows with the light
 I'm prone to wander aimlessly between your walls
 your words taste good on my tongue
 regret creeps up and holds my hand
 you form a new colour out of the blue
 the things that bind also repel
 let me speak my revolving speech
 I wear your madness like a favourite shirt
 why is your dog always off the lead
 death will unite the things we tear apart
 hope comes home and sups with us
 I will wish you the morning star
 we sail the horizon of endless wonder
 this part of me flowers only once a year
 my cabinets are full of your dreams
 you brighten my deepest abyss
 who is this god that bids us shine
 you in your small corner and I in mine

The under story of our relationships.

Internalised subtexts that travel under the surface.

The imperfection of our perfect lives together.

Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Aluminium.

we sharpen our vision with each other’s eyes

we repeat we repent we revive we revolve

you release me from my own gravity

after millenniums of missed understanding

I sweep up the shadows with the light

I'm prone to wander aimlessly between your walls

your words taste good on my tongue

regret creeps up and holds my hand

you form a new colour out of the blue

the things that bind also repel

let me speak my revolving speech

I wear your madness like a favourite shirt

why is your dog always off the lead

death will unite the things we tear apart

hope comes home and sups with us

I will wish you the morning star

we sail the horizon of endless wonder

this part of me flowers only once a year

my cabinets are full of your dreams

you brighten my deepest abyss

who is this god that bids us shine

you in your small corner and I in mine

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