Movies

...They'd rather climb to the stars, than give their souls to a soulless world

...Somewhere inside him something slumbers; the myths, the beliefs that flow, fuse and burn through him.

A cavalcade of characters in conflict with consciousness is conjured up within the confines of Studio 8 at the San Francisco Art Institute and...

A club for misfits who descend into a psychedelic underworld. Made at the San Francisco Art Institute.

Amid the silence of a pastel hued room, a soul, fully-fleshed, gathers secrets whispered by the moon over his cool bedsheets.

OverRiped words from the lips of an OverExposed boy decorates this litany in pink with purple bruises.

He is mute flesh that the stroking of fingers can bring to sing.

...It was time to chase One's shadow back into sunlight. -Mike Kuchar

...They had their source in tangled vegetable matter, countless rapes and invasions and enjoy good wine with the girls.

Part three of Mike Kuchar's Heat Rash: This audio, visual laxative empties the mind of inhibitions to allow the spectator entrance into the whirlpool...

Part one of Mike Kuchar's Heat Rash series: This audio, visual laxative empties the mind of inhibitions to allow the spectator entrance into the...

In this summerland a path opens for Poets, Artists, ...and the 'Dreamer'.

Things "go bump in broad daylight" as archetypical characters romp about in a sunny forest...doll like things and beast men.

Two men and two women attempt to re-assemble the scattered pieces of life's puzzle.

Two city dwellers in a relationship grown "tired," are near a deep forest where one hears the lure of Pan's Pipe calling.

Obsessive desire can leave an indelible stain on its victim.

There was plenty of fruit growing in Eden; mangos, pears, oranges...why did Eve have to pick that Apple!

Ripe fruit in sweaty socks; soft eyes, stained and suffering in the origin of consciousness, and a soul needing refrigeration, for it has nearly gone...

Offer a pagan god only simple flowers of spring and the sparkling diamonds and opals of morning dew strung on the threads of the spider... and fear...

Dialogue taken from the Bible is put in the mouths of three souls in a modern apartment, who must deal with a "fall from grace."