Flume
2021, archival pigment print, artist frame, 24" × 30"
2021, archival pigment print, artist frame, 24" × 30"
A bank building. A courthouse. The fifth childhood house. A first capital. A white rose met with a gun.
I’m Getting Tired Of Us
Love has gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But oh how I miss him, baby
Oh baby, come on and slip away
Come on baby, why don't you slip away?
Love has gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But oh how I miss him, baby
Oh baby, come on and slip away
Come on baby, why don't you slip away?
A Portrait A Still A House On Fire
Underneath the bridge
Tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
Underneath the bridge
Tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
