A desire… to stop hating my body…

Rich with eroticism, horror and the occult.

Boogie down in that kill uniform.

Clips of life in South America

Her skin, her medium. Her skin, the canvas.

“Sometimes I think atomic thoughts…”

The dysfunctional relationship that my mother and I share.

Crypto-Zoological Porn

Security and insecurity through a montage of marches.

What came first…?

“…exposing his palette right there on the canvas.”

My hand holds the light…

“…watching their emotional person fall apart or bloom.”

Looking behind what the body witnesses…

Past “natural,” even further than “organic”…

How society becomes a sickness in our bodies.

I’m in the horror film. I am the horror.

The erotic relationship between women.

It takes a long time to let go.

That’s why Margaret stays in this cult.