Vex Ashley Movies

Jealousy is a visceral emotion. Being driven to distraction and loss of control is akin to slipping down the rabbit hole, a descent into hell. Safety...

There's something so special about adult films pre internet digitization, VHS tapes copied and circulated in your community, mailing lists and...

A practice in self-worship through fervent sighs

Set in the 1600s, a group of women are filled with an uncontrollable desire to run, touch, and tear themselves apart

It wasn't night and it wasn't day, but some lurid third interval that had suddenly slipped between them and would never end.

We record, broadcast and replicate our images on an unprecedented scale. Observing and seeing.

A Botticelli made flesh, two artist’s models in the studio sitting for a painting, laid out in the sun. Marble statues draped in sheets,...

The pull of the black square, the luminous screen, both a window and a mirror has been ever more persistent in our consciousness. Increasingly our...

Tender kisses, sharp nails, and desire laid out in a bed of flowers

The intersection of Femininity and The Grotesque, when femme-ness, glamour, glitter is exaggerated to the point of excess, stomach-turning...

Flux is the conduit for transference of energy.

Barriers are an augmentation not just a limit - they have potential for new sensations. Bodies take on different qualities. Smooth, shiny...

The period of time when the sun falls below the horizon line and tears of blue and orange gradiate the sky. I’ve always called this indigo hour...

The serpent deceived me, and I ate. Celebrating what is tactile, smooth, and sticky.

Connection through shattered mirrors, black paint, candles, and cold cement

A taboo dive into divine nature providing a reminder of what greater connections we possess with the things around us

Treating bodies like botany, in intense, investigative close up, scientifically graphic, reveals them at their most intimate but also maybe their...

It’s about the pull, the draw, of the visceral sensation, the gravitational pull towards the centre of the black hole. So potent that...

Long moments of brushed skin melting within each other

An exploration in narcissistic desire, a kind of autoeroticopsis in being the subject of desire for yourself.