

dream sequenceI dream of jellyfish in toilets in semi-abandoned houses where we play like gleeful children and pretend to be surviving. I dream of you wearing my ring and me wearing yours, even though we already got them for each other. We lay together, intertwined under a yellow sodium streetlight superimposed over the flaking walls and watch B-movies on an old tv. When we close our eyes, the ceiling disappears and the canopy of stars winks at us as if to say ‘there is a reason you are here.’ Ideally, I would love to photograph this scene but I find myself leaving my camera on the nightstand and snuggling up close to you. Except for my trips to the bathrodream sequence


two particlesAcceleration of two particles Towards an end in the distance: Fission, fusion, or just an explosion?two particles


spinningI keep spinning around in circles like I did when I was five. But somehow, it feels as though the world itself has stopped spinning. I’m dizzied; I’m confused. I wobble, but I don’t fall over yet. I feel I must keep standing, even though my knees are begging me to let them buckle. I spin some more, and then I give in. I fall. The sky looks so beautiful and I wish to get lost in it. The dizzying twists of stars and clouds in my muddled mind make me feel as though the world is spinning too fast now. I lay back and let the sensation abate. Then, I stand and spin again. I close my eyes and let the momentum take me away, beyond aspinning