Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Observer

Sound recording makes me so very happy. I walked outside my apartment at night and captured the dark sounds, and then I walked out the next day and captured the light sounds. That is night and day sounds. All of them were pleasant to my ears. I walked and then ran. I found that I was able to close my eyes and escape through the sounds of the bugs for a few seconds. I feel like I spend the majority of my time trying to escape from something that I am unaware of. I have always been a restless soul with a desire to constantly keep moving around the earth. I become melancholy when I am forced to keep my feet in the same spot. As a child, I remember begging my mother to take me to the travel agency so that we could look at the different travel packages. The night I recorded sounds, the bugs got under my feet. I decided I would keep moving, even though I felt like a piece of stale bread in the toaster. You may wonder what the hell I am talking about? I guess what it boils down to is that sounds add a bit of pandora to my box of paranoia.

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