Four Chambers Movies

An exploration in narcissistic desire, a kind of autoeroticopsis in being the subject of desire for yourself.

Why do we like to be called Mommy? The archetype of mother looms over us across cultures, it’s powerful and ubiquitous so it’s...

The thiasus, was the ecstatic retinue of Dionysus.

You're watching everything pass you by but you're separated, removed from the outside world by a pane of glass, sealed in your own private reality....

There's something so special about adult films pre internet digitization, VHS tapes copied and circulated in your community, mailing lists and...

The intersection of Femininity and The Grotesque, when femme-ness, glamour, glitter is exaggerated to the point of excess, stomach-turning...

This is an exploration of screens and how they translate the visceral flesh of sex and bodies and what that now means today in an age of digital...

A Botticelli made flesh, two artist’s models in the studio sitting for a painting, laid out in the sun. Marble statues draped in sheets,...

The process of turning base material into gold, the philosophers stone. A metaphor for the way certain acts and bodily materials are treated as...

Flux is the conduit for transference of energy.

Set in the 1600s, a group of women are filled with an uncontrollable desire to run, touch, and tear themselves apart

Transgression in the form of unyielding bodies melding together and the rebirth of self it causes

Hazy, dreamy, breathlessness. Gasping, exhaling.

Softness and wetness and opening yourself up. About consuming and feeding, being merged and joined. One consuming the other, both folding into each...

Sleep is such a vulnerable state, it requires a complete letting go of control. Slipping out of waking consciousness into another world. A world...

It’s about the pull, the draw, of the visceral sensation, the gravitational pull towards the centre of the black hole. So potent that...

Sex 'fuses' bodies, entering, penetrating, consuming, holding, manipulating physical forms to remove any space left between us, pushing through...

Indulgence in it's first form

Exploring porn performer Carmina's complex relationship to her Mexican/French heritage saturated in Christian iconography and ideas of purity and...

It wasn't night and it wasn't day, but some lurid third interval that had suddenly slipped between them and would never end.