the yard boy, 2022
a joy williams short story turned into a diaristic haptic film poem
in the summer of 2020, my partner and i lived outside and did tree work while we weathered a pandemic and political terror. my art practices, labor, and recreation merged in reflection: temporary refuges that felt absurdly weightless, if not charmless.
hand-processed super 8 ektachrome
on camera: owen laurion
camera, film processing, editing: jenelle ely stafford
text excerpted from "the yard boy," joy williams, 1977.