Who He Is

I am merely a purveyor of deceit and illusion.


I fabricate visual tales of a world where you hear color and see sound. A place of beautiful people in pain, loving bitterly, laughing through tears and satisfied in anger, glimpsed through keyholes, cracked doors and chanced glances. 


A dreamlike realm vivid and distinct for a few fleeting moments before fading away. You were never supposed to see it but cannot turn away.