Karrie lies in a white, tiled, walk-in shower as though she has fallen. They are wearing a long, blood-red wig. On their legs: bruises. Razors are scattered around her, and in the corner, a pink suitcase. On the shelf where soap should be sits an empty prescription bottle. this photo in collaboration with Alan Murdock
intermedia magician, ink maker, sewist, psychogeographer
The Strange Flowers in The Manifest-Station.