Fractured
Animation, Photography, Text
Through my partner, I’ve developed a deeper appreciation for classical music. I gravitate towards anything in a minor key and prefer contemplative works to large orchestral processions.
I had a complicated relationship with learning the piano when I was young, sitting somewhere between obligation and resistance. By contrast, my partner, who taught piano, had a healthier relationship with the instrument. Sometimes, I think about her younger self, practising for hours, pressing the keys as if she were asking them questions.
At concerts, I close my eyes and try to isolate the form of a note: its attack, decay, and release; a small architecture of sound unfolding in time.
This series comes from that same curiosity: what happens when you stop trying to fix an image in place and instead take it apart before building it into something else?
It’s with this in mind that I’ve been thinking about perception: how some things you hear better with your eyes closed, and some things become clearer when you stop trying to look.