Personal Work
Trailer and art for a forthcoming feature length documentary — we found distribution!
All of these rivers flow,
into the ocean they go.
They disappear, now one,
Their colors like the sun.
Walk in through a tunnel
into darkness,
come see! The fire
flickers against the
walls of stone, and
your heart
keeps you alive:
It’s a lost art
at the end of times.
[LISTEN]
New Solitude Sessions album. Go hear.
You say this life is not
what you want it to be,
until you make it mean
something.
It’s a good day just to be alive
Sometimes you get to close to the other side,
And we all know then how the story ends:
There’s a tunnel I can’t see the light through
And I don’t even know if I would like to.
At the end of every day I’m still beside you,
You never see the way I see you
Though you die to:
It’s how I see you now.
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Because why not? My submission for the Westworld scoring competition for Spitfire Audio.
Ancestors wander
and like water run
dark as the night
against all our lightning.
Particles are worlds how
does their music play?
These atoms find meaning
against all words we say:
Doesn’t it all mean the same?
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THROWBACK: A short film I created with artist HOBBES VINCENT.
Oh my lord,
look at all this history,
and oh my lord,
look at all it says of me.
If anything at all
let this be true:
The fear of planted roots
is fear of bloom;
and life is good,
then it’s gone so soon.
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