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Voices in limbo

There is an ever-slight ‘decay’ on the “p” in Gregory Whitehead’s recurring uttering of the words Full stop. It’s murmured over and over in this vocal braid to acknowledge the end of an interrogation line or voiced interview script. There’s

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Voices in limbo

There is an ever-slight ‘decay’ on the “p” in Gregory Whitehead’s recurring uttering of the words Full stop. It’s murmured over and over in this vocal braid to acknowledge the end of an interrogation line or voiced interview script. There’s

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“Foreign languages are cities.” – Dragan Todorovic

Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears. You delight not in a city’s seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.—Italo Calvino Dragan Todorovic’s sound art unravels as story/song—not as music;

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“Foreign languages are cities.” – Dragan Todorovic

Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears. You delight not in a city’s seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.—Italo Calvino Dragan Todorovic’s sound art unravels as story/song—not as music;

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“In This Language I Shall Live.”

By Dragan Todorovic I have always been interested in keywords. A keyword is not only summarising text, it is a Swiss knife of words, one answer to many questions, including translation. They don’t have to be necessarily carrying the exact

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“In This Language I Shall Live.”

By Dragan Todorovic I have always been interested in keywords. A keyword is not only summarising text, it is a Swiss knife of words, one answer to many questions, including translation. They don’t have to be necessarily carrying the exact

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“All the traces of all the lives that have moved through.” – Pip Stafford

The city which cannot be expunged from the mind is like an armature, a honeycomb in whose cells each of us can place the things he wants to remember.—Italo Calvino If the opposite of mundane is imaginative, then this quality

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“All the traces of all the lives that have moved through.” – Pip Stafford

The city which cannot be expunged from the mind is like an armature, a honeycomb in whose cells each of us can place the things he wants to remember.—Italo Calvino If the opposite of mundane is imaginative, then this quality

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Message as meaning

Voices repeat, loop, undermine meaning and elevate it and the self. Intercessions of machinic discourse take over. Intercessions recede and voices materialize, from within and outside the screen, whirling the disappearing knobs of a radio body.   Caroline Bouissou +

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Message as meaning

Voices repeat, loop, undermine meaning and elevate it and the self. Intercessions of machinic discourse take over. Intercessions recede and voices materialize, from within and outside the screen, whirling the disappearing knobs of a radio body.   Caroline Bouissou +

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Always, in between

Stories float through consciousness in various states: witnessed by outsiders; dreamed within; seen and heard anew by the same person from a new vantage. A gust of wind turns a corner and becomes a howl; ocean waters waft and prayer

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Always, in between

Stories float through consciousness in various states: witnessed by outsiders; dreamed within; seen and heard anew by the same person from a new vantage. A gust of wind turns a corner and becomes a howl; ocean waters waft and prayer

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A body breathes

These are miniatures, little paintings of sound evoking evanescent bodies. Spare and quiet; then an enormity of sound explodes or dissolves into more silence. The static offers clarity if you yield to it.   Julia Bejarano López – Breathe A

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A body breathes

These are miniatures, little paintings of sound evoking evanescent bodies. Spare and quiet; then an enormity of sound explodes or dissolves into more silence. The static offers clarity if you yield to it.   Julia Bejarano López – Breathe A

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Wired in Sound: A Conversation with Daniela Cascella

Our dialogue began via email and was then transmitted and recorded by wires connecting us across an ocean. A composition of voices and metaphoric sounds, including borrowed micro-recordings by sound-artist-filmmaker Kevin T. Allen, allows for a kind of reF.M.R.L. The

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Wired in Sound: A Conversation with Daniela Cascella

Our dialogue began via email and was then transmitted and recorded by wires connecting us across an ocean. A composition of voices and metaphoric sounds, including borrowed micro-recordings by sound-artist-filmmaker Kevin T. Allen, allows for a kind of reF.M.R.L. The

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To reF.M.R.L. is to scream

… I no longer consider myself a writer, a theorist, a critic: rather, I am a handler of words, a listener, a reader. …   Daniela Cascella has opened her book outward in a series of re-mix opportunities to a

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To reF.M.R.L. is to scream

… I no longer consider myself a writer, a theorist, a critic: rather, I am a handler of words, a listener, a reader. …   Daniela Cascella has opened her book outward in a series of re-mix opportunities to a

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N.B. Aldrich | Hiroshima

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N.B. Aldrich | Hiroshima

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