Most times, I am stretching myself so thin, trying to make more and more and more of a day. Rare times, like the first week of my freshman year of high school, and the first time I went to summer camp, and my first week in Misery, the days seemed to somehow make more and more and more of me. The first week felt like it was a month long. Hot, sloggy days that revealed more of what all of my days ahead were to be filled with.Read More
So I’ve made myself into a bit of an insomniac. It seems appropriate, almost, for this round of reinventing, considering it’s happening in Misery. This wild, rough, country jungle in the middle of this US continental plot; the Ozarks. Everything and nothing is the same here.Read More
I woke up the morning of my birthday with this song stuck in my head and these images driving through my dreams. I'm not going to call it a metaphor for something, I just wanted to light a cake on fire. The song is performed by Daughter. All footage shot and edited by me.