Grand Entrance to the World of the Dead

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.

Two men. Friends? Enemies? Lovers? Brothers? One is nothing, success or failure depends on two.

A psychedelic montage of home movie footage gives way to a silent western story.

As a family struggles to survive in rural isolation during the Great Depression, their daughter's secret affair begins a journey into the unknown.

1 minute experimental film.

A 'reversal' of Jean-Léon Gérôme's 1872 painting Pollice Verso.

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.