The Flaw in the Crystal

False Expectations is a 3-channel 16mm expanded cinema with a scored live noise performance by Shrine Maiden. Finding and preserving memories of connections and tenderness in dead flowers, in between blinds, slants of shadows and hand processed film frames.

Pudding describes through auditory and visual wonder two children exploring their body curiosity through the telling of false memories regarding 1970's pop icons.

A rumination on the passive politics of whiteness. My character's own flippant attitude towards the mention of racial injustice is both a nod towards the ignorance of white youth and the begging of the question - if I had known, would I have cared beyond a shallow verbal support of the oppressed? A hard day at the pool and the call to dinner being my siren song - an invitation to wash my hands literally and figuratively - guilty thoughts running down the drain, making room for a never ending beach party summer.

On an interstellar journey, a group of scientists studies the last living vestiges of Earth. The artificial intelligence, Museo, becomes a portal to the crew’s diaries and a fragmented archive of humanity. On Earth, the one believed to be the last of the humans traverses a ruined planet that is slowly recovering, little by little, from the apocalypse it endured.

婦人 (Fujin) /foo-jeen/ noun/plural noun, can be translated as a more formal or polite way to refer to a woman, such as “lady” or “madam” and in some contexts can mean “sisterhood” or “womenfolk.” This footage of my great-grandmother and aunties getting ready for a night out is a glimpse into femininity and womanhood among aging Indigenous Asian women, free of the western ethnographic gaze that has haunted many portrayals of bodies of color.

A fever dream of anti-boomer angst told through disjointed and aggressive sound, picture and edit; Zablah demon baby boomer seeks to convince a millennial that eating at Applebee's is a worthwhile experience.

A meditation on the false promise of present day anti racist initiatives. How can two "Night skaters" be seen if no one puts them on camera?

An ode to the 1978 version of Kenneth Anger's film Inauguration of the Pleasure Dome (dubbed The Sacred Mushroom Edition) and it's peculiar use of Electric Light Orchestra's album El Dorado over images of a ritual orgy between gods, The Sacred Mushroom Edition (2016) finds two fallen angels arguing over ELO and their lead singer Jeff Lynne's affiliated supergroup The Traveling Wilburys - and his connection to the dark side.

Music video for Shrine Maiden. To the west I rise To the east I sleep I pull the tides - And again, repeat And Again repeat - And again repeat I fall, i rise - like this reprise - And again - And again - And again i rise And again i rise - And again i rise No need to speak - a loop, a vow - and slow repeat - And again And again And again - I fall i rise - like this reprise And again we rise I wax, I wane - I fall, i rise like this refrain - Just the same And It’s just the same I fall, i rise - like this reprise - the night replies - and all we are - is this disguise - is this disguise So Rise and fall Again - with me Again with me

At a seance, an American war vet upset over his daughters suicide is tricked by con artists who end up playing him a tape of his own war crimes, triggering him to take his life.

My God, Divine Creator! Don't let me find a watery grave!

body / negative - everett (feat. Midwife) is the second single from their upcoming album "everett" out Dec 8th, 2023.

A visual prose poem on a missed encounter during a brief period of altered states of consciousness.

In 1990 parapsychologist D. Scott Rogo, an expert in the study of astral projection and an accomplished oboe player, was murdered in his Northridge home. The crime remains unsolved.

A vivid tableau of tenderness, Cup of Stars finds two brothers under a cool night sky, fishing for stars and supernovas. Using dream logic under their own bizarre terms, The Betschart Bros. subtly express through a smearing of light and the telling of folk tales, ideas of growing up as siblings in Southern California.

I have seen I have heard I have felt The splendor Of the rain The shimmer Of the mist I’ve gone to where only cloud and sea are seen