Omero

It is already late in the morning when I wake up beside two naked bodies. Two lean, white, tattooed bodies stuck together as if to imitate the gears of some sodomite contraption.

ob(session) of an unconscious therapy

For me, it’s not about cataloging; instead, it’s about framing questions. In my childhood, traditional note-taking eluded me; my approach was more abstract, using signs and letters as ephemeral mediums.