While exploring the known techniques of intentional camera movement and long exposures, it was inevitable to start playing with the programmed or intentional object movement.
Expand →And now I wake up just to dance, I’m not the muse of sorrows, Instead, I dance atop of grapes, Ideas of the morrow. And…
Expand →When I took these pictures ten years ago, I only knew it was Judith but I’ve never been sure about the part of the epic…
Expand →Harvest of greater cause, Our bodies, soil of souls, Our souls, the crop of cosmos. Head study 0323 – fragment. Ean Kotard. May, 2020.
Expand →Within a cold enclosure, Balanced on a toe, While falling slowly, With eyes wide shut, receiving, Oh sacred vacuum of devotion.
Expand →“…Your spirit is the wind,
For scarlet sails and lucid dreams of oceans…”
Exploring how a thought is conceived.
Expand →A constant whisper of the could have been, the tamed informant, looking from the past beyond your future, creating universes of options where you’ll not…
Expand →To think I am the pattern, the constellation, the vantage point in which so many things converge. The anti-chaos, the exception, the complex ordered balance,…
Expand →This morning I saw you getting married, white dress and all, a mockery again, to a degree less immature but mockery at last. You were…
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