8 years ago, I got my first real camera, a Sony a6300 and a drone, and made one of my first “real” videos after spending most of my teenage years shooting on an iPhone. While visiting Houston, I made this with no real plan behind it, but I still look back on it fondly.
At the time, I’d been deeply reading into dementia and memory deterioration, and became obsessed with the idea of a mind slowly collapsing in on itself. This was my attempt at portraying that decay. Corrupted memories, scattered scenes, familiar places stripped of meaning. Like remembering something important without knowing why it matters anymore.
It’s meant to feel less like a story and more like a damaged memory playing itself back.
Enjoy ⚠️
StopTheTapes! FL 🇺🇸 → London 🇬🇧
Taking on as many projects as I can over the next year.
Discounted rates on music videos, live sessions, promo content, and all video needs.
Check out my recent work and DM me. Let’s make something amazing together.
“Dirt and grime, and filth inside
The story of my lifetime
And my dirty, filthy habitat
Is where I got my habit at
Of cheating, stealing, never feeling
Pain of a brother, your dirty mother
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are…”
