All images were shot with natural/available light in Minneapolis, MN between March - November of 2018. I'm very inspired by symbolic and vivid lucid dreams, as well as dystopian sci-fi classics like "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" and 2001: A Space Odyssey, among others. There is beauty in the dark and mysterious. I'm curious about the future of humanity and the long term effects immersive technology will have on our psyche. I want to find all the hidden places where the spirit still dwells in this kind of future.

Copy, of a copy, of a copy. Will they taste things the same way we do, brush the hair from their eyes haphazardly, wipe the sweat from their lips, thankful. I want to know where their memories go, the old ones, dusty and distorted. Do they come back through their subconscious gradually, hazy like the old days or slam into them instantly, pouring enthusiastically like the sound of a bang.
Smelting Old Blades “Smelting old blades. So grateful for the nights that bring us fog.”

Smelting Old Blades
“Smelting old blades. So grateful for the nights that bring us fog.”

Torching the Night Model: Kasey Perlinger ”We hold the things close that break in the darkest nights, then we break with them, soothing the shadows until our eyes brim with light and we burst wide open like a star torching the night sky.”

Torching the Night
Model: Kasey Perlinger
”We hold the things close that break in the darkest nights, then we break with them, soothing the shadows until our eyes brim with light and we burst wide open like a star torching the night sky.”

Hum in the Void Model: David Chang/CROIG ”You’re gonna fall from one chapter to another like this unshakable hum in the void.”

Hum in the Void
Model: David Chang/CROIG
”You’re gonna fall from one chapter to another like this unshakable hum in the void.”

Cup of Stars “Spilling my cup of stars”.

Cup of Stars
“Spilling my cup of stars”.

Poison Model: David Chang/CROIG ”Some poisons will take you to their shores, dark and delirious, go there anyway. Black is the night against the crested sun.”

Poison
Model: David Chang/CROIG
”Some poisons will take you to their shores, dark and delirious, go there anyway. Black is the night against the crested sun.”

Rachael Model: Vanessa Sailor ”This is where I keep you, when the memory has all but run out and we’re spinning wildly in the black ether before dawn. Broken and untouchable.”

Rachael
Model: Vanessa Sailor
”This is where I keep you, when the memory has all but run out and we’re spinning wildly in the black ether before dawn. Broken and untouchable.”

Familiar Model: David Chang/CROIG ”I dreamt of the future once where we created synthetic birds. Only the healthiest kind with only the best feathers. Petite but with larger lungs for their beautiful song to hit all the right notes that please us so. They even had a pulse, like the real thing. It was New Years, the moon was out, the air was damp and calculated and they were quiet.”

Familiar
Model: David Chang/CROIG
”I dreamt of the future once where we created synthetic birds. Only the healthiest kind with only the best feathers. Petite but with larger lungs for their beautiful song to hit all the right notes that please us so. They even had a pulse, like the real thing. It was New Years, the moon was out, the air was damp and calculated and they were quiet.”

Fits of Comfort Model: Ellie Drapp ”Will the future bring us fits of comfort for pain?”

Fits of Comfort
Model: Ellie Drapp
”Will the future bring us fits of comfort for pain?”