On the bus, listening to the usual sounds of traffic, conversations, music from within headphones, etc. These sounds are ordinary and your body doesn’t respond to them because you hardly hear them. It’s become white noise. The extraordinary happens though. It did happen. It wasn’t a conversation between two or three people. No. It was a monologue. The language was unknown to me. But the tone of frustration and pain wasn’t. Listening in on this conversation was not eavesdropping but it was like intruding on something very personal. Listening to this one person conversation was, to put it simple, awkward. It is uncomfortable when something out of the ordinary happens. That is because you are not accustomed to respond to such events. They don’t happen everyday. And your body doesn’t know how to react. Your mind doesn’t know what to do. All it wants is to escape to a place it knows. To sounds that are familiar. Away from the unfamiliar.
Noise Intercepted Collaborators
Nikita Alagappa - Art Insturctor
Why do I want to participate?
You of familiar sounds
Of past experiences.
The swoosh of the broom
Can be the sand blowing
Or the stroke of a large paintbrush, maybe.
The texture can be the grains of sand
The scratching sounds
Familiar to the eerie sensation of blackboards being scratched
Or familiar to the heavy sensation of feet dragging against the pavement.
Do sounds have a texture, a flavour or a scent?
Or do memories awake the senses?
[sorry about the delay]
Carry On by Fun.
Past, present and future
Things that could be
Things that were
Things that are.