Investigating the life of things across space and time


Archeological leaps into the unknown made possible through drawing, collage, print and performance.

Stories, poetry and hybrid writing...

Sturgeon: A white painted left hand reaches up out of a black darkness as if from a lake at night


A scrooning day, kettering with shivered sound
Clouds wetten rain between storm hollow brewwen,
Blue-knuckled men all nointy old bound
Pig scrannel sails, blenched bellyforth hewen

Read more »
Cleaning: a pair of white gloved hands in prayer against a black background


The old fart in Room 17 is becoming a problem. He does it even when his wife’s on the terrace, sweating, counting her rosaries. Clack-clack. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Ah, Mamma, what would you say if you could see me now? Four stringy children and a fat pig of a husband who belches triumphantly after every meal and snores all night. Clack-clack-clack.

Read more »