"Everything comes apart this way a move, breath, a
position set against its meaning a stone or many in union
a forest of hard blue plaque cut parts forest of spleen
porcelain un met hallow galaxy underwater hostile neanderthal
egg me wake me egg me giant flower your not here red zombie,
batting clown, dapper women hipster tap dancer speaking in
toe bridges up all night with icons the path bleeding black light
or dark frothing up wing residue, space of dreams met in wax."
Something happens when Marc and I get together and wander
through the neighborhood. Something that embraces what
a collaboration should be. Images and moments surface
that would never occur to us alone.
Objects and locations become characters for the performance
to which the camera is a participant and observer.
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