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
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