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?

Characters who can't always be trusted. Because they often don't see the difference between sound and noise, between countryside and abandoned building, between fiction and reality.
I explore sound, speak languages and talk to strangers. This is my work.
AIR Member. www.cristinamarras.com