A combination of film and digital images randomly selected as concurrent realities. In each, one is film, the other digital. The difference is inconsequential really. The pixel peeper anoraks can feast on the carrion. For me, they live. They are intersections of my concurrent realities. At least that's my view, each of the eight scenes has a back story that relates to my life. You don't need to know what those stories are, it's not necessary. I imagine blinking eyes in the dark of the internet jungle peering out at these scenes. Wild things create their own realities. Even the chook.
