Idolatry

Overwhelming sensation is grounding, pleasure or pain, forcing you to exist simply as physical matter for a moment.

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 unsurprising that it can show up in our sexual psyches.

All that glitters is gold, images built in the pooling trails across skin.

Represented reflections of bodies linked in union and their spiritual connection.

A purification ritual, salt and water.

Visual distortions mixed together providing and interconnectedness found only within another's embrace

Indulgence in it's first form

The act of penetration at its core is invasion, sometimes intensely and acutely desired and begged for and sometimes more complex. The sensation is intense and can be entirely changeable depending on the context in which the act takes place. This film is about invading and consuming. The monotonous, sterile mechanics of the fuck machine is hypnotic, the unwavering noise and repetition of movement that’s entirely oblivious to desire or want. It continues to thrust and fuck regardless.

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

The invisible lines that bind us together become tangible.

Long moments of brushed skin melting within each other

Barriers are an augmentation not just a limit - they have potential for new sensations. Bodies take on different qualities. Smooth, shiny tactileness. Cold or warm when in contact with skin. Transmitting sensation without faithfully replicating it.

Connection through shattered mirrors, black paint, candles, and cold cement

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

Hazy, dreamy, breathlessness. Gasping, exhaling.

A taboo dive into divine nature providing a reminder of what greater connections we possess with the things around us