Since 2008. My Writing, Photography, and Projects
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The Remainder: On the Weight of All Living Things
I remember being a kid in the back seat of the family car, driving along the highways of Austin at dusk. Darkness settling into the sky, on the horizon I see something bizarre rising above the maze of familiarly labyrinthine overpasses and ramps. At first it looks like smoke, except it doesn’t disperse, and it…
