Ursinae Vespéral

Momentum, moments, movement mix together in bliss.

Have you ever wondered what the Easter Bunny gets up to in her spare time? She has a nasty secret to share with you! She wants to show you just how many carrots she can fit in her mouth at once. As the saying goes; let’s pretend we’re bunny rabbits.

Our orgies are acts of ritual celebration that against the odds, somehow, still here in the writhing and intertwining of smoke, sweat and bodies.

Visual distortions mixed together providing and interconnectedness found only within another's embrace

Long moments of brushed skin melting within each other

Oil, collar and harness fetish, with collar, sensual close-up wand masturbation waves.

( • ***MUE*** • )( • moulting • )⚯ A dance of skin and membranes. We’ve all collectively experienced new forms of distanciation, disconnection, and loneliness. The idea of barriers and the built-in fear of contact and closeness took a whole new turn these past years. We might think ourselves disconnected, yet we are all part of the same fabric of a universe where every interactions affect us. Time to shred, dance and regrow new skins ⚯

Every year, Persephone comes back to the Underworld to reunite with her lover, and celebrate the cycle of life and death and desire.

A woman who has strayed from her righteous path asks forgiveness from the inside of a dimly lit confessional. As she describes her sins, the viewer is transported into her sapphic fantasies before climaxing in a surprise twist ending. "The Confession" is written, directed, filmed, edited, and cast entirely by sex workers in British Columbia, Canada. The film focuses on exploring queer desire within the confines of a church confessional booth, as inspired by the writer's own lived experiences facing homophobia (both internalized and externalized) and realizing her queer identity.

( • ***MUE*** • )( • moulting • )⚯ A dance of skin and membranes. We’ve all collectively experienced new forms of distanciation, disconnection, and loneliness. The idea of barriers and the built-in fear of contact and closeness took a whole new turn these past years. We might think ourselves disconnected, yet we are all part of the same fabric of a universe where every interactions affect us. Time to shred, dance and regrow new skins ⚯

Every year, Persephone comes back to the Underworld to reunite with her lover, and celebrate the cycle of life and death and desire.