Tarts and Vicars

With Sticks in My Hair...

Around LA

have you found where your place is

If You'll Be My Bodyguard

My Voice Can Travel Thousands of Miles

Do You Have a Wisk?

And when you unravel the secret will travel

You Crawled Out of the Sea...

Gluey feathers on a flume

shirts with white switchblades and dresses with sequins

How does your garden grow?

Memento Vivi

"Memory and forgetfulness are as life and death to one another. To live is to remember and to remember is to live. To die is to forget and to forget is to die. Everything is so much involved in and is so much a process of its opposite that, as it is almost fair to call death a process of life and life a process of death, so it is to call memory a process of forgetting and forgetting a process of remembering. There is never either absolute memory or absolute forgetfulness, absolute life or absolute death. So with light and darkness, heat and cold, you never get either all the light or all the heat out of anything. So with God and the devil; so with everything. Everything is like a door swinging backwards and forwards. Everything has a little of that from which it is most remote and to which it is most opposed and these antitheses serve to explain one another." - Samuel Butler

It is a tricky line we are treading between transience and permanence in recording not just images but movement. The nature of spontaneity is called into question, the mechanism of our days is revealed, and I clearly need a haircut. Beyond that, what are we preserving? When I am old, will I want to hear your youthful laugh? Will I want to see what has slipped away?

I guess we are saying yes. Perhaps you will find something here to see.