With sound and space, everything is reflexive. The opportunity to take up room creates a new negative. The finite energy bends to make up for and meet everyone in the middle. I am interested in the inevitable push and pull of all things. Like water, or what can fit into a common paper grocery bag.
Like all concrète or dadaist chance, new life emerges. An amalgamation of memories commemorate a life. An amalgamation of sound commemorates your activity at a certain place in time. The amalgamation of your spaces in time are forwarded into your headstone so that you can be remembered or forgotten in a very particular way. My headstone will be a stelae of inconsiderate, and sometimes considerate, non-actions to capture empty sounds.