"Curious Yellow" is a dance created for video. It needs no explanation.

Isolation drives a man to rethink his position within a capitalistic society.

A 3 screen experimental film about the human species’ ongoing troubled relationship with nature.

The initial imagery in this film was recorded the last time the filmmaker saw his sister alive. By alternately sharpening and compressing the video, the imagery erodes and fades into a impressionistic wash of pixels, gesture, and spirit. Featuring music by Chris Hunt, this piece serves as an ode to the dueling rhythms of memory and grief.

...and God created heaven and hell, good and evil, angels and daemons... but he also started all the miseries. Does the universe truly have a wise and spiritually pure creator?!

A marriage hits the rocks. Repulsiveness, clearly pontificated, at 30,000 feet.

The “visual music” collaborations of Jing Wang and Harvey Goldman attempt to produce a synesthesia-like experience. The audience is encouraged to “see” the music and “hear” the visuals. The imagery and audio components are constructed without hierarchy, a true melding of sound and image.

Just like the lotus seed grows from dark waters to become the most beautiful flower, we too have the ability to grow to our full potential. This film is an invitation to dive deep within, reconnect with the soul and experience the profound power of life.

Our lives belong to Time. Who owns Time?

A boy who is interested in war makes a big decision.

We are introduced to the abstract aspects of the main character’s unconscious psyche and witness how he brings them into his conscious experience. Using these aspects of his shadow self to express the selves, producing a final video art piece in which the conception process is embodied within itself.

“The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.“ - e. e. cummings

Regarding Sisyphus (The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus), he never changes but transforms from one form to another, and that is the story of our universe.

The hook in The View from The Widow is one of those architectural elements which, in losing the function it has always been assigned, also loses some of its meanings while reinforcing others.

Summer(s) in New York City reassembled as a scrolling (de)collage.

“The life we live is a series of illusions… a fleeting smile… mistaken decisions… dangerous, unpredictable… yet, we will meet again, as lovers… parents… children… and you will know who I am…”

A Holy Fool saves the world.