i was transparent. seeing right through to my solenoid.. just a current of dna strands

floating in and out of replicated memories. something about red shoes and the big decision.

i had to make it for myself. i was a caterpillar on my computer screen 

and i was ready to hatch, morph, slip out, and fly. 

this was dying for science. this is the art so few know of. 







objects beyond are now entirely visible


and i am a trans parent