Lee in the first hour she knew me pulled her jeans around her knees, pulled up her shirt and masturbated as I watched; as I photographed her face. What a lovely introduction to her. Her face reminds me of sex every time I see a picture of her. Later that evening she held space, wearing…

Early morning, just past dawn, and I am standing by the sea in Brooklyn. Everything is green. The sea is green, the sea-bed is green, the beach is green, the large rocks at the back of the sand are green – it’s like green moss is covering everything. The green waves are crashing a little…