Street Couches: Observation Chair with Melted Bottle, LA, 2025

There was quite a ruckus the other morning. I thought it was an old propellor plane (B52-sized) outside our bedroom. At first, I only saw the hazy air. Then cops, then people in firemen clothes, sauntering around with hoses draped over their shoulders. The cops said I should go inside because no one knew what […]

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Fire was streaming from underground. It lit up a path that outlined the shores. Thin strips of land defined by molten lava streams. Nothing could stop it. It could only be diverted.