Something like a poem, a nude, an flowers in a vase
Feeling that way
She left, she left again, she left once more
Falling into whispers and kisses 
Reclining Artist, the Artist is Reclining 
Making a film in solitude and in conversation with others (video)
The Importance of Reading, Writing, and Exfoliating
Look for love and find a log instead (publication)
When I met Murakami’s cat (video & text)
There, only feet matter (video)
He came, he didn’t stay
A book, a film, and a soundtrack
She was whistling, he was shooting
Economy Class
Crack, Crack, Pop, Pop…Oh what a relief it is!
Now you see me, oh now you don’t! 
My crap is Bigger than yours!
Mark