Here beneath the surface,
thick with plants
gathered globular and viscous,
we float,
boundless, porous and succulent.

Fingers drip down leaves, 
bodies absorb one another,
dissolve and scatter,
flickering in the half light.

Water rushes between our mouths
and fronds wind themselves around tongues
as we shape shift,
in the dense, vibrating silence.

Melting into the soft, wet earth
we push up towards sunlight
soaked and wriggling

Limbs stretch, entangled,
dancing slowly through the thick air
that gently pushes us
one into the other

Breath condenses and settles heavy on our skin
and we roll backwards
spilling back softly into the earth

 

Poolside

Analogue photographs with self timer, wooden frame

_{3.1 miles at sea}

Two shots of the same horizon: the first, on analogue film is created with a handheld camera, the image slowly rising and falling with the artist’s breath. The second is captured using a camera fixed to a tethered buoy in the sea.

Allelo

toes grip slip and stick,
stretched out arches and an inelegant inclination

sun sinks in skin on splayed palms in palms,
limbs extend and bend the wrong way, encased in thick leaves
spikes touching hairs touching spikes

caressing fingers search for aerial roots and other soft membranes,
cells permeate and exchange
I like it
I like
it

Allelo

toes grip slip and stick,
stretched out arches and an inelegant inclination

sun sinks in skin on splayed palms in palms,
limbs extend and bend the wrong way, encased in thick leaves
spikes touching hairs touching spikes

caressing fingers search for aerial roots and other soft membranes,
cells permeate and exchange
I like it
I like
it