Knots in Time
With season’s end you topple to the ground, aching, broken limbs held aloft by briny hands that bare you proudly to their sunken home. Drifting.
Dragons Across the Ocean
Flecks of gold and red shimmer over restless seas. Incandescent gatherings illuminating the horizon as you throw yourself to the mercies of the wind. Your
An Ancient Burst of Salty Air
Muddied bricks and melted sheets of bronze disclose the revelation of your erasure. Between molten pots and shattered bones a flash of heat scars the
Building on the Past
Your crumbling steps rise to greet the sun, towering overhead like monolithic icebergs that betray their craggy depths. Revealed in scattered light, the geometric dreams
Dirty Light
The Earth tries to sleep, casting off the shadows of a distant star beneath the tattered veil of greying night. Behind thinning eyelids the atmosphere
The Storms of our Past
The scars of past assaults lie scattered on the shore. The force of every blow etched into the earth with the relentlessness of your approach;
Rare Earth Water
Cascading carelessly past weathered ore you slither into view against the levee’s edge. Sparkling waters that blister in the warming sun, their see-through hues a
The Urbanisation of Birds
Flitting between skyscapes the distant strains of multitudes flicker in the air. Hidden voices perched in ebbing hues that fade into the greys. Their covert
Beyond the Beeline
Bumbling in the breeze, your banded body drifts casually into view. Flower waker, pollinator. Every lacy step a careful caress across the countless faces of
Artificial Weather
Buoyant skies linger overhead, bulging at the seams with surging intent; capricious threats that fall indiscriminately against the statistical fortitude of our modelled routines. Searching