Shot on black-and-white repurposed surveillance film, this still turns a VHS-cleaner stash into a small monument. At its center sits a Greco-Roman replica, though the grip echoes the holds found in Turkish oil wrestling — a gesture that collapses camaraderie, eroticism, and competitive play into a single frame. The result is a queer domestic relic raised through the accidental altar of objects left on a bedside table.

It moves through the language of vices and devotion, brotherhood and chemistry. It speaks to the objects that fuel desire and the revelations some of us never plan for. Humor lives in the absurdity of taboo, and boundaries loosen into a kind of closeness that only happens when everyone’s in on the joke.

printed on smooth premium 200gsm matte stock.

11×14 print.

optional black wooden frame available, ready to hang.