Love’s Song To The Muse

He pulls me out.

Six months of text messages with anonymous, printed and slid between pages of 12 vintage sci fi books with custom-made covers; each titled with a song, composing a compilation that can be heard, which emotes the contents of each book. The conversation and identity of the other is private, protected and sealed in a custom made steel frame, encased in glass. These messages along with all our shared photos and videos, were deleted once sealed in this piece.

2022