NIGHTSHADES
A blinking light presses its being into the still water. I’ll hold it if you hold it… and we’ll go there together. Into the blue foggy night, where notes play-submerged in the material that makes life.
Liquid
Scissors and denim.. the dust floats in the air, clouding the judgement of our senses. Let’s drink to the young and wounded-animal instincts-and burn our hair out of fun. Play with words and pictures, with the colors in your skin, the chatter of this room.
chit……. chat
Photos by Jacqueline Roh
Styled by us
Model: Genevieve MJ Gingercat
Location : Slaughter Haus <3
