The Voices

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I thought I might post a little of my other life!

This is a work in progress. It is a sound collage, made from old tape recordings that I took of family and friends reading from a Yoko Ono poem, over the space of a few weeks, some years ago. The piece will eventually be used as a soundtrack to a visual work, so this is it in half form..and I think there will be some alterations. But the general idea is there.

These pieces are a study of friendship and family, and the voices and words that surround us at every moment of our lives. This is a snapshot of a moment in time, and how the sounds and voices that surround that time define it. As voices change through the years, the sound of them finds new resonance – some feel tender and fragile as we feel them disappear from our lives, as people and situations grow and change. Hearing someone reading something unrelated to them from a page forces you to hear the voice as itself, as somehow to hear the pure person. A voice will alter with age and experiences, both in how words are spoken and the meanings that they become imbued with, becomingĀ interlaced with memory and change.

Working on this piece has been a very emotional experience!

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