Four Chambers Movies

There's something so special about adult films pre internet digitization, VHS tapes copied and circulated in your community, mailing lists and...

Not fucking but being fucked. Being taken. Taken out of your brain and into your body. Sex that knocks sense out of you for a second. Where...

The act of penetration at its core is invasion, sometimes intensely and acutely desired and begged for and sometimes more complex. The sensation is...

To get into the mess and fuck in the wreckage. To give over to pure physical sensation and stare into the void of atrocity, oblivion. The body as...

The act of giving up control; devotion and subjugation. Dual states of purity and sin. The ritual of transcendence. The undertones of tension that...

Abjection is a complicated, multifaceted concept that this person is going to do a much better job of beginning to explain than me. It explores how...

Why do we like to be called Mommy? The archetype of mother looms over us across cultures, it’s powerful and ubiquitous so it’s...

We record, broadcast and replicate our images on an unprecedented scale. Observing and seeing.

Softness and wetness and opening yourself up. About consuming and feeding, being merged and joined. One consuming the other, both folding into each...

Our orgies are acts of ritual celebration that against the odds, somehow, still here in the writhing and intertwining of smoke, sweat and bodies.

Treating bodies like botany, in intense, investigative close up, scientifically graphic, reveals them at their most intimate but also maybe their...

The process of turning base material into gold, the philosophers stone. A metaphor for the way certain acts and bodily materials are treated as...

This is an exploration of screens and how they translate the visceral flesh of sex and bodies and what that now means today in an age of digital...

Highlighting the intricacies lost in convention between two people focused solely in themselves.

The period of time when the sun falls below the horizon line and tears of blue and orange gradiate the sky. I’ve always called this indigo hour...

A muted record of beginnings

You're getting fucked without even knowing. Fucked behind your back. Fucked in the shadow of your absence.

Sex 'fuses' bodies, entering, penetrating, consuming, holding, manipulating physical forms to remove any space left between us, pushing through...

A forced perspective through lips

The intersection of Femininity and The Grotesque, when femme-ness, glamour, glitter is exaggerated to the point of excess, stomach-turning...