The Room I live In
No matter how empty a space might seem,
no matter how empty a space might be,
it can never really be.
No matter how empty you want to be,
you can never truly be.
Sound will always be there,
reminding you of everything you’re running from.
Everyday sound stories of my room.
Space in its primitive form. Sound in its primitive form
Space and sound. Sound and space.
Sound and empty space that it is no longer empty
because of sound at the first place.
A loop of emptiness and fullness.
Never empty, but let’s put it that way,
to easily communicate.
Located for the past, almost, 4 years in countries I could not communicate, I instinctive evolved techniques to localize myself through sound. I am focusing on the sonic experience of the everyday life, searching to find what connect us with the place we are located, what makes us feel familiar and homely, being and belonging. My main interest is to communicate the notion of geographies without lands, land without homes; the story of our generation’s constant fluid state in a search of a solid basis.