
Solar Tides

Two Hundred Six Crew

Summer’s Last Breath

Regarde-Moi Encore

Lambada des Âmes

2026

2026

2026v2.5

2026

2026v2.5

2026

2026

2026

2026v2.5

2026

2026v2.5

2026v2.5
JTR writes in whatever language the feeling arrives in — Swedish, French, Japanese, Icelandic, Irish, Persian, sometimes none. Waltzes about queues. Laments about mothers on shores. Whispered loops about the angle between space and time. The subject is always the same: the human condition, the daily grind, the small fears that never make the news. Hypnotic on purpose. Introspective by accident. Made at night, with a screen that never sleeps.