Here are some stills from a new video series I am working on.












Before I believed that Jen would die, she told me about her hair. She showed me pictures of what it was before and I remember thinking it was sort of big. The pictures showed a thirty-something Jen with yellow hair that made me search my mouth for hops.
Jen, in her forties now, told me that the first time cancer took her hair she thought her sex life was ruined. She laughed, sipped her tea, and shifted to tell me a secret. Jen told me that when the cancer took her hair it struck her like a bell and her whole body sang out in protest when her hair grew back gray.