“Point me in the right direction. You know it like no other.

You are like no other.”

An excerpt from an untitled poem written and read in Dutch by my friend Mees Vervuurt, featured in Part II.

 

These pieces are an exploration of the human body as a

musical instrument and are constructed from recordings of voice and other sounds the body can make, biting, breathing, scratching, bone cracking. I never quite know what I am going to discover within these recordings after editing and manipulating them and find myself drawn to the vocal imperfections in the audio. Each piece is an intimate portrait of those in it and reflect the feelings and vulnerabilities that arose in the moment of recording.