alexis hithe

I think it's lovely how you found me here

I think nothing is coincidence but

I think somehow there's still room for chance

I find myself here by way of my family who has been so many other places... the smell of Los Angeles, of Kentucky, of New Orleans, I know by fresh laundry dried on the line, rainfall on the pond, warm wet air.

The gravity of a name. I cast moving images so that they might be fractured, reflected, merged or refracted into something that has more nothing, and by having nothing they have endlessly more to give way to.