Clawing for the echoes of what was; an ode to imperfect romance...a short film by Jesse Maskell
You mention Stevie. ‘Did you know,’ you begin, ‘that Stevie was addicted to Klonopin?’ How random this statement is. How randomly cool. How swiftly the ice melts.
Bedroom mirror, Melbourne, 2015 Iryna Byelyayeva It never goes the way you think it will. It’s never the album you thought would get you through the hard times, or the songs you expected would lull you into contentment.