She wishes me well. If only I could see her…things would be better

Made in collaboration with Jessica Futrell

"Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death." Macbeth, Act V Sc 5

Something I did to amuse myself while I worked on "Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow"

An exploration of the computer screensaver as a locus of desire. This video is silent.

What happens when you spend too much time on the tractor.

A single-shot exploration of dysfunctional relationships and gender roles.

A short video poem is hijacked by a 3-year-old.

Another haiku from the Landscape series.

Another quiet landscape to relax to.