Tag Archives: light and shadow

Room to Dream

Posted on January 16, 2025 by John Biscello

Visionary, cinematic shaman, and iconconclastic creative force, David Lynch was one of the most profound influences and inspirations in my life, someone whose work impacted me deep in my core and could move me to tears. Truly and thoroughly one … Continue reading →

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Cause of Light

Posted on February 4, 2024 by John Biscello

She stood at a distance, imagining her daughter there, playing. She saw how her daughter lit up with glee when she was near the sea, or scampering along the shoreline, collecting shells, poking holes in the mud with a stick, … Continue reading →

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The Bride

Posted on January 17, 2023 by John Biscello

A series of experimental stills from our short film, THE BRIDE, which we plan to shoot in February. I wrote the script to The Bride, based on a story concept by Jaylan Salman, which was inspired by her poem, “You … Continue reading →

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Enigma

Posted on April 12, 2020 by John Biscello

How to live patiently, in praise of mysterious drift, the questions burning dark in your heart, stolen keys fitted to foreign locks; you, spy and thief to your own drama, holding shadows to high standards, must abide with fierce intent, … Continue reading →

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Mariko

Posted on October 6, 2019 by John Biscello

I knew from the beginning that Mariko was haunted, but there was nothing I could do about it. My only choice was to love her, and until the very end. I have five photographs left of Mariko. I burned all … Continue reading →

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Dusk to Dusk

Posted on July 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Cased in lucid glare she modeled herself as a pin-up sacrifice to the ribbed shadows that dyed her silence.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Hers and Hers

Posted on April 28, 2019 by John Biscello

Never the same woman twice, reality assigns symmetry to fractures, while crossing infinite lengths in blurred pursuit of fated mending.

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