I’m not sure how people have the strength, courage, and fortitude to have children in this modern world. Heck, the more I think of it- it doesn’t matter what time in history we are talking about- having children seems like an absolutely terrifying life path.
I am thankful my parents wanted me so badly that they had to try to make it happen. How I’ve spent years feeling “unwanted” is beyond me. My brother was the accident- but you know what? They wanted him too, they just didn’t have to intend him as they did with me.
I am thankful I was raised before the age of technological saturation. How blessed I was to be woken up at the crack of dawn to go fishing with my aunt; to go sledding in the mountains, to go backcountry to cut down a Christmas tree, to go camping all over the US. Those where the days when imagination was easily immersed in books and drawing paper.
If you had a computer- it belonged to the family, and it wasn’t used that often because it interfered with the phone line that everyone also shared. It was a time in history when there were time limits for these shared resources. Set the kitchen timer for a twenty-minute phone call. When the timer went off- the call would need to wrap up- post haste. If you needed the computer, you could use it for an hour, but not if someone was expecting a phone call.
I am thankful I was raised in a time where we had to communicate our needs and expectations to one another- face to face. A lost time when dinner was ready, your parents would holler at you to set the table- instead of sending a text message to the room down the hall. It scares me to think that this is how we have adapted to our technology.
I am grateful that most of my youthful indiscretion was analog. Stupid mistakes made before the time when everyone had a digital instant camera in their pocket, ready to record the blunders of those around them. A time before “revenge porn” and naked selfies. I can’t imagine the unconscious stress this adds to teenage/ young adult lives. I can’t imagine how this will change the foundation of relationships in the future. Yet another terrifying thought that brings me back to my appreciation for how much simplicity we had at one time.
Alessandro has again outdone any expectation I may have toward his Mastery of sound.
My part- at first appearance seems somewhat meaningless- just recording what would be overlooked as mundane sounds of normal life- at times with a little extra manipulation. It doesn’t seem like a symphony.
It sounds like a person walking- or a train sitting at the station. It sounds like wind in a microphone and the chime on the convenience store door. It sounds like an audible story where the only context and relation happens synaptically- charging the heart by overlapping imagination and experience. That is all I do.
Then, I send these files of sounds to Ale- and he embraces the sonic story in his vibratory flux. He modulates and gives structure to my foundation. He weaves the fabric and smooths the edges. All of a sudden- the story becomes rich, a new memory can be made, the synapses fire with a longing and a nostalgia- foreign and familiar.
Without further ado- here are our most recent collaborations. Enjoy! Please share! (Best through headphones, and closed eyes- it is a sonic journey after all!)
Much like the slit experiment measuring the patterns of photons moving through a barrier, observation changes pattern. Come along with me as I explore perception and frequency as it applies to life, growth and change/adaptation.
Music by Alessandro Muresu from his album Inexistant World -https://alessandromuresu.bandcamp.com/album/this-inexistent-world-lp2018
No words- just a soundscape for you to let loose your imagination. Grab a pen and paper and draw or write for fifteen minutes, and see where the sounds take you. I created this track with some editing of older sound files- thereby taking some old things and making them new and absolutely different from their original form.
I challenge you to take this fifteen minutes to expand your creativity- it will change your day.
If you take my challenge- Post your writing or drawings in the comments and share the fruit of your inspiration, but above all, enjoy the process! I can’t wait to see what you come up with.