Digital Video Movies

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

Perception becomes reality, forcing reality to lose perception, crash, and burn.

Slowed, stowed, achingly retold.

4 minute experimental film.

Setting, settling; still seething as I barely breathe.

Running up that [mountainous-outcropping] because there is none of this that's stopping.

3 minute experimental film.

6 minute experimental film.

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.

Tones rise and fall as images replicate and reorder, dizzying, nauseating -- vexing.

Wax and wane until there is naught but boring pain.

Tales of old springing forth underlying dissatisfaction with current states of being.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.

Radical recurrences & rancorous requests raze my daze.

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

1 minute experimental film.