Art, in all the wrong places

A sonic reflection on the monotony of our daily routines.
With a touch of irony and a hint of existential angst, I present the symphony of mundane sounds that mark the passing of our days, a never-ending loop of bodily functions and technological hums.
This is our absurd, repetitive existence.
Photo by bady abbas on Unsplash
[15/10/2023]

What is Art, in all the wrong places?

You can't always trust my characters, because they often get confused between sound and noise, countryside and abandoned building, fiction and reality.
I explore sound, speak languages and talk to strangers. This is, unmistakably, my work.
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