Mark Lee Webb 's It's Not Easy Being A Moth harnesses the verve of a bildungsroman while culling together the fragmentary memory of a West Coast childhood in the early-Seventies.
Blended with vivid snapshots of adulthood, all is spread out and observed like a collection of shells gathered from a day at the beach.
Some of these moments are blurred with longing and fractured with anxieties.
Others are present and wholly iridescent.
-Jon Pineda.