This work was written during a short romance I had decades ago.    The boundaries were set at the start.    Within these borders it became boundless.    The love you have when you can’t fall in love.    Available separately, numbered edition of six,

This work was written during a short romance I had decades ago.

The boundaries were set at the start.

Within these borders it became boundless.

The love you have when you can’t fall in love.

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

The first state of this work was exhibited as archival prints on canvas, at Doggett Street Studio in 2007.

 when I lie with you the world is at peace

when I lie with you the world is at peace

 I want to climb inside and mix with your blood

I want to climb inside and mix with your blood

 my bones absord the flavour of your tongue

my bones absord the flavour of your tongue

 who are we to judge each others dreams?

who are we to judge each others dreams?

 why am I always the first to look away?

why am I always the first to look away?

 you slap my face with impermanence

you slap my face with impermanence

 I envy your ability to untrouble the air

I envy your ability to untrouble the air

 as you leave I'm stopped in mid sentence

as you leave I'm stopped in mid sentence

 I want to be with you so I can watch us bleed

I want to be with you so I can watch us bleed

 if we lie silent, can we halt time?

if we lie silent, can we halt time?

 we have been spared familiarity

we have been spared familiarity

 I am a gambler, we are a terrible match

I am a gambler, we are a terrible match

 I watch our fingers as the end seeps through

I watch our fingers as the end seeps through

 when the bubble burst it smelt of your lungs

when the bubble burst it smelt of your lungs

 we tied the ending tightly

we tied the ending tightly

 as if we had never parted as if we had never met

as if we had never parted as if we had never met

 I will search for your print on another's hand

I will search for your print on another's hand

 we never wound the timeless watch

we never wound the timeless watch

 you tucked me into my coma

you tucked me into my coma

 bury me in this small broken dream

bury me in this small broken dream

 we left each other's doors ajar

we left each other's doors ajar

 reminded of you, I smile and turn inside

reminded of you, I smile and turn inside

 This work was written during a short romance I had decades ago.    The boundaries were set at the start.    Within these borders it became boundless.    The love you have when you can’t fall in love.    Available separately, numbered edition of six,
 when I lie with you the world is at peace
 I want to climb inside and mix with your blood
 my bones absord the flavour of your tongue
 who are we to judge each others dreams?
 why am I always the first to look away?
 you slap my face with impermanence
 I envy your ability to untrouble the air
 as you leave I'm stopped in mid sentence
 I want to be with you so I can watch us bleed
 if we lie silent, can we halt time?
 we have been spared familiarity
 I am a gambler, we are a terrible match
 I watch our fingers as the end seeps through
 when the bubble burst it smelt of your lungs
 we tied the ending tightly
 as if we had never parted as if we had never met
 I will search for your print on another's hand
 we never wound the timeless watch
 you tucked me into my coma
 bury me in this small broken dream
 we left each other's doors ajar
 reminded of you, I smile and turn inside

This work was written during a short romance I had decades ago.

The boundaries were set at the start.

Within these borders it became boundless.

The love you have when you can’t fall in love.

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

The first state of this work was exhibited as archival prints on canvas, at Doggett Street Studio in 2007.

when I lie with you the world is at peace

I want to climb inside and mix with your blood

my bones absord the flavour of your tongue

who are we to judge each others dreams?

why am I always the first to look away?

you slap my face with impermanence

I envy your ability to untrouble the air

as you leave I'm stopped in mid sentence

I want to be with you so I can watch us bleed

if we lie silent, can we halt time?

we have been spared familiarity

I am a gambler, we are a terrible match

I watch our fingers as the end seeps through

when the bubble burst it smelt of your lungs

we tied the ending tightly

as if we had never parted as if we had never met

I will search for your print on another's hand

we never wound the timeless watch

you tucked me into my coma

bury me in this small broken dream

we left each other's doors ajar

reminded of you, I smile and turn inside

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