Upcoming show in Portland. Click the images for more details.

Out of the reeds and into the crowds on Seventh Avenue. I’m trailing a stink from my soiled shoe.
“What’s that stink?,” She says when I see her.
“The swamp,” I say.
“Smells like shit,” She says.
“Swamp is a fecund thing,” I say.
“Why do you smell like the swamp?” She asks.
“I was walking in the reeds,” I say. “Nearly fell in.”
“Smells like shit,” She says.
“It’s the stuff life is made from.”
“What’s that?”
“Shit,” I say.

While shooting the 400 and change stills for the short film below, I got caught up in the process of framing a shot and walked closer to the reeds. What I thought was terra firma covered by leaves, was actually what might be called quickleaves. I sank to my knees. Later I stepped into what I thought was mud, but turned out to be shit…. and mostly likely human… desperate runners? Drug fiends? Late night sex cruisers? Who knows… but shit in the reeds with the wind making them hiss.

Another branch variation…the effect works better in full video, but at this super speed, there is strange overlapping space created that reminds me of Pollock’s paintings.

draw a loop and repeat that loop