Can’t put it back once said. Because I see all sound, I see the words I say with color, texture and in a landscape.
Tag Archives: Synesthesia
Five Horns at Manitoga – James, Jason, John, Peter & Ben
Live performance, site specific music by Ben Neill’s brass quintet and electronics players.
Summer Heat
Because I “see” temperature and I don’t like the oppressive layers of moist summer heat, I feel squashed.
Inspired by Byetone
Live show at John Zorn’s Experimental Music Performance Space, NYC, July 1, 2015
Inspired by their live show at, “The Stone”, NYC July 1, 2015.
Loving Miles Davis
Inspired by Listening to Miles Davis’ “Concierto de Aranjuez”. This reads left to right with the clicky sounds of castanets on the left, and a general gestalt of the song on the right.
Robot Ghost
Created from the sound of the movements of the robots my classmates constructed.
Keeping My Balance on One Leg
“How Long Can I Keep My Balance Before I Fall Into Infirmity?” Silk on linen, with linen cord, metallic and cotton floss and thread 24″x36″
For all of us Baby Boomers, Infirmity is real!
I was talking with a 60-something friend about his health issues this morning, and this fell out of my pens.
So far I am the pink dancer, but watching friends and family age, I can anticipate a probable future. And I always experience pain as very sharp. I can only balance on one leg for so long, no matter how much I exercise, how strong my core is, or how much healthy food I eat.
Wonky/Pet Monster Shotglass (2013)
Cotton, metallic thread and floss, cotton thread and floss
10.75”x13.5”
Inspiration: Flying Lotus. “Pet Monster Shotglass.” 2006. 1983. Plug Research. | Length: 6:40 minutes; Musical Genre: Wonky
I love the staticky crackle of the irregular/regular dub rhythm. The addition of space between the gamelan bell sound bumps, interrupts the static perfectly.
Wait for the Summer (2014)
19”x26”
Inspiration: Yeasayer. “Wait for the Summer.” 2007. All Hour Cymbals. We Are Free. | Length: 4:53; Musical Genre: Psychedelic Indie Rock
The tribal vocalizations and rhythms of Yeasayer snake through my brain in sparkling iridescent patterns. The fact that I also see voices the same way as I see the timbres of musical instruments means I didn’t hear the words as words, or know what the words were saying until long after I had created this piece.
Living Out Loud: The Art of Geri Hahn 