Dylan Hausthor – What the Rain Might Bring

Once in a while, I’ll encounter photographs that scratch or even scar me, embedding themselves into the same subconscious archive that catalogs and buries trauma. I can’t eliminate them; they resurface at the strangest times. Whenever my daughter’s bath water gets too cold, or I’m standing over a tub from a particular vantage point, a […]

Hausthor & Guilmoth: Sleep Creek, Gauze-Eyed Gothic

  “Listen, the weight of a heavy set foot dragging across the floor boards above unmoored by concern for the splinter in the attic above, the same attic two floor removed from the wet-smelling basement where deer hides are tanned with Borax soap..”   Out here, I see the world through a type of gauze […]