I invited friends
to make a ten minute long audio recording
of someone close sleeping.
In editing I superimposed the recordings
as layers into one combined file,
a document of collective intimacy. Continue reading
Category Archives: Works
Binoculars
On a walk in the forest, I stopped at an intersection.
I turned around and, looking through my binoculars,
I imagined myself walking on the path behind me a moment earlier.
Then I turned back again and, looking at the path in front of me,
I imagined myself walking there a moment later. Continue reading
The Virtual Reality
I sit in front of a map and a notebook.
I look at the map and in my mind I follow a path I have walked many times before.
I imagine the walk in real time. I make notes of what I pass, of what I might see and of the directions I follow.
It takes 42 minutes, just as long as it takes me to actually walk the route.
In the light of the full moon
In the light of the full moon
I took a picture
of a stone and a little sand
on a piece of black cotton.
Maumont, July 13, 2022 Continue reading
La Têt
Perpignan (F)
18 June 2022
In collaboration with Martine Viale.
We stand motionless facing each other on both sides of the river, at the boundary of the water. Our spread arms confirm the direction from which the water comes and to which side it flows. Continue reading
To Hiroomi
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As a friendly gesture to Hiroomi Horiuchi,
I walked and recorded the first hour of the route
from my home in Maumont, Hautefort, France
to his home in Kichijōji, Musashino, Tokyo, Japan.
June 12, 2022 Continue reading
A chain
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Hautefort, France
I drove my car to the castle and parked at the top of the hill.
I left the car, picked up a pebble (1) and walked down the hill. At the fork, I dropped the pebble and picked up a dandelion leaf (2). Continue reading
Night-time
For three days, the studio was open to the public from 11:00 to 19:00.
This means the artworks were left alone sixteen hours a day .
With no one around, the works have no need to interact,
they are simply objects without meaning, like any other. Continue reading
Mingling
In the morning I walked into the woods, carrying an audio recorder.
After a while, I stopped and listened to the sounds around me.
I pressed the record button.
Sunday
Crossfaded stereo sound recording
of the first 15 minutes of sunrise at 8:20 AM (left channel)
simultaneously with
the last 15 minutes to sunset until 17:57 AM (right channel). Continue reading