Description
Below ground level, we are taken into another world. Below water level, we enter the diving capsule.
There is a conch through which you can hear the distant but constant sound of the sea.
As you approach it, the air that passes through, enters and exits through the curved surfaces, the conch becoming a resonating box. The sea is close and seems even closer, just inside the shell.
Sound by Jaime Silva. Text by Joana Baço & Cristina Brito. Cover by Jaime Silva
Breaking through the endless motion of human activity - the laughter, the walking, the talking, typing - every once in a while you can hear it. Waves crash into boats, becoming one with the sound of a child’s laugh, the conversations of work interrupted by the sudden screech of a seagull. In...
Published 10/03/24
The owl hoots at the right time, every day, every evening, at that moment when light and night meet. It's like a fine-tuned clock, but of its own nature, in counter-current with the rest of the world. After the hooting, the silence of human footsteps rests by the tree.
Sound by Jaime Silva....
Published 09/26/24