From the green ooze of a haunted forest arise lonely shamans in red gowns alongside twisted creatures from nightmarish cartoons with the long suppressed belief in pagan ways now real and raw in the sun and…

Behind the skyscraping walls of a neon lit asylum, the frustrated inhabitants therein erupt and engage in a psychological waltz that couple fact with fantasy in ways that open windows of the madhouse to the…

Lips that issue forth melodious vows. Warm skin on bedsheets stained with dreams.

Taste the delicious colors of "SWEET NOTHINGS" and observe the dice of desire being tossed on a gambler’s bed like yesterday’s candy.

The raw facts and naked truths behind hedonistic rascals and obsessive artists is boldly uncovered and revealed to you.

In the stillness of approaching night, a cool breeze will caress warm bodies that enter a lush garden in deepening twilight where the rising moon, full and bright, illuminates questions and answers that are…

A mirror reflects voiceless eyes with stories to tell, ‘stories’ about feet attempting to climb steps to "perfection"....."stories" about canvasses that are traps for a caged artist who’s paint brush needs…

Two boys are drawn together like metal to a magnet and conduct a somewhat confusing — but utterly charming "pow-wow" where dreams and ideas get tossed around like baseballs and artistic aspiration explores like…

Blood percolates beneath the hot skin of sweat soaked men as they wrestle with primal urges that rip open hearts, tie the gut in knots and turn emotions inside out.

Two potential saints struggle against the Moon’s pull on their libidos.

…..Listen!….. hear the words from warm skin…..’words’ that whisper….’words’ that shout.

Two guys with their heads in the clouds and their feet in the mud of the world, can not be Angels until their earthbound urges are tamed.