Description
After a slow walk, we need to pick up the pace. Waking up for the HS2, the high-speed train about to arrive! At the future station, few trees and flowers and wandering bees remain, waiting for the next day. Silent daily life has been broken by the noise of the machines tearing up the earth to lay the iron road. The humans, who feel like the trees, insects and flowers, struggle to maintain the sound of the forest and the silence of the tracks.
Sound by Jaime Silva. Text by Catarina Garcia & Nina Vieira. Cover by Catarina Garcia
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