Deep Sea Plastics

Sunken in the sediment smudged relics protrude, translucent waste that shimmers in its bed of filth. A menagerie of treasures that mark our spot in

Spongy Trails

Sluggishly you sweep across the sea, ceaselessly stimulating your supposed sessility as you secrete spiky streams through dense, porous skeletons. Interwoven spicules that suggest clandestine

Plastic Seagrass

Sheathes of see-through cloth shimmer in the Mediterranean sun, soaking their ripening cargo in waves of rippling heat. Their glistening torsos dripping beads of sweat

Lunar Flow

Ancient forces dredge secrets from beneath the seabed, undulating stimuli unearthing memories of a long-buried past. Rising and falling with the passing tide dark shadows

Mercury Sinking

Spat out from the murky exhalations of our impetuous industry you drift into the firmament, tainting its continence with your coarse and filthy touch, trickling

Circles Beneath the Sea

Hidden below the waves an unknown artist plies his trade, moving purposefully to dig valleys and furrows at appealing angles that start to take shape;

At Loggerheads with the Storm

Beneath mottled shells of dreary, setting suns we bury instruments in living sands; digital treasures to map the edges of existence. Caressing your carapace as

An Entanglement of Whales

Basking in the tainted gloss of west coast rays, these once frigid waters overflow with sustenance, enticing anchovies to cavort along the coastlines; their corporeal

Metallic Reefs

Swaying steadily in kaleidoscopic fields, spectral fans reflect the turquoise light; their mottled aura straining spectra as warming oceans bleach branches and lighten latticework. Parasitic

Contaminated Land

Ancient submerged volcanoes Rise up from the ocean floor, Their tips littering the landscape As tremendous shadows of the past Cast a barely visible film