Vinny Nguyen


I make things. Usually with a camera, gummy bears, computer or vodka.

Occasionally all four.

 

Open your eyes; listen closely to the sound of my voice. With every word and every number, you move faster and faster. On the count of 10, you will be at Horizon. I say:

  1. Your pulse begins to quicken
  2. Your friends rattle in the backseat
  3. You’re moving faster and faster, the ocean roaring beside you
  4. Your thoughts begin to wash away in a cloud of wind and dust
  5. Colored lights flurry in the distance
  6. The lights shutter. Everything lost in a thin blue haze
  7. You hurtle faster and faster into infinity
  8. The crowd thunders
  9. You cross into a larger, more colorful world

On the count of 10, everything you have ever known fades away. You will be on Horizon. I say… TEN

(Source: nonelikevinny)