Liberation

The Midwife’s Tale

The Midwife’s Tale

Doña Chona seems tired but she isn’t frightened. The frightened you see deep in the eyes of most human beings. A frightened that hides itself well. A frightened that quietly shouts its assumption of isolation, and of loneliness.

The Reflection

The Reflection

As I gaze into the world, I realize that nothing falters in its ability to reflect what I’ve come here to see. My challenge remains …

A Note From Behind The Camera

A Note From Behind The Camera

From a palpable and utter stillness, it is as if the subject ‘is being spoken’. They are not speaking ‘to’ or ‘at’ the world in expectation of something in return, as is so often the case. Here, there is nowhere to hide. Here there is no need to hide. Here there is the letting go of control. The control that kept us from seeing one another.

The Riddle Of Here

The Riddle Of Here

The fascinating thing about riddles is that you can stare at them intently and completely miss their point. And often, a riddle will fool you into the illusion of an understanding. This is a short film about the nature and whereabouts of joy.

Unprotected Conversation

Unprotected Conversation

‘How brazen’ they said. ‘How threatening’ they thought. She’d talk with anyone. With everyone. Without caution, or regard to who or how they were. Or to where such conversation might lead …

As Yet Untitled

As Yet Untitled

This is unusual. Filmed Fall of 2019. This 30 minutes of footage is pretty much uncut. Insights, admissions and all. It is deeply reflective and revealing of where this work is now to be pointed, and the contrarian nature of life and purpose finding you rather than you heading off to find it.

Two Fools In A Mirror

Two Fools In A Mirror

We won’t have peace until we can both agree,’ said the two fools on either side of an argument. ‘We won’t have peace until the other gives way,’ said each about their foe. But peace could never be had …

The Black Mist

The Black Mist

As the people railed against the most obvious acts of dark spoken violence, they missed the black mist that encircled the world. A mist that lay as the cause. Veiled and casting blame on each dramatic symptom …

One Same Heart Beat

One Same Heart Beat

Each of us stand seemingly alone, as we cry out for evidence that we belong. And as we cry out silently through the actions of our every day, we step further from our own sight. Further from the experience of our one same heartbeat. But in the flicker of a single moment …

Let Me Introduce You to the Moon

Let Me Introduce You to the Moon

Let me introduce you to the moon. She sits up there in skies afar, gazing down upon you where you sleep. Wondering why you live just half a life. And crying silently ‘what if’.