Short stories told through still images
STILLS
Some stories do not move. They sit — waiting for you to look a little longer.
Not captions searching for attention. Not quotations placed on a background. Each STILLS begins with an ordinary room and lets one small arrangement reveal what the room already knew.
There is no rush here. Two rooms are on the wall. A new room opens every Sunday.
The growing wall
Look a little longer.
Every published STILLS lives here. A new room opens every Sunday. The wall grows only after you enter.
