Stream

photographs, drawings and experiments

Sometimes

Sometimes

For over twenty years I’ve had this bit of writing tucked into the back of one of my sketch books, thinking one day I would finally make a short film from it. I’ve always attributed the words to my friend Adam but it’s been so long, I'm not really sure.

When a record finishes on my turntable, the arm doesn’t go back to it’s place. Instead, there is this looping sound through the speakers; much more potent a sound than anything actually pressed onto the vinyl. Every record has it’s own unique loop; I’ve never found two that sound even similar, and I’ve never found another turntable that does quite what mine does, not in the right way at least.

Once I wrote to my best friend: “Why doesn’t she love me?” He wrote back, “Maybe she does love you.” We hadn’t written to each other in months, and we wouldn’t again for months. The next day at work I drove a hammer into my kneecap, and it hurt less than anything else ever has.

Sometimes, when my record finishes, I just let the loop run and stare out the window. If I was reading a book while the record played, I put the book down and look out the window instead. Sometimes, when I do that, it starts raining, just as soon as the record finishes. I feel like thanking somebody, but I never quite know who.

Sometimes
Family scribbles
Family scribbles
2016
Family scribbles
Lake Hart 2017
Lake Hart
2017
Lake Hart 2017
Mount Vesuvius
Mount Vesuvius
2016
Mount Vesuvius
Wünsdorf Waldstadt
Wünsdorf Waldstadt, An abandoned Russian military complex outside of Berlin
2016
Wünsdorf Waldstadt
The heir apparent
The heir apparent
2015
The heir apparent
Mount Monument
Mount Monument, Victoria
2018
Mount Monument
Florence
Florence, Italy
2016
Florence
Forget
In order to forget
2015
Forget
Dark
Finding our way in the dark
Dark
On
On
Iceland
Iceland
2015
Iceland
Jasmund
Jasmund National Park, Germany
2015
Jasmund
Drios
Drios, Greece
2018
Drios
Berlin
Berlin
2014
Berlin