The sonic environment goes beyond what comes out of the computer, it couples to the mouse clicks, to all the sounds that coexist in the space of who hears it, this composition is of absolutely multiple and singular authorship.
What we decide to pay attention to as we experience space, be it in a visual, tactile or sonic pretence?
Every spectator may orchestrate the sound environment of the exhibition, becoming a composer within his own sound immersion.
Whatever you choose to capture or leave out of your personal memory archive, be it constantly brought to light or forgotten in a few seconds.
Our moments of attention are linked to all the others that have been chosen in our lives and will be essential to build all the next ones.
The more we intentionally perceive the objects, the more they will be transformed, if we still have the solidarity to remember them, they will belong to us and contaminate everything we see or hear from then on.
To what extent does what we hear, hears us back, and when does our inattention induce us to invent silence?
At the same time that I don't believe in silence I don't believe in your absence, as long as there is sound you'll exist.
Sound as a visceral way of stimulating bodies that interact and allow themselves traces of memory and creation.
When what we see becomes the intimate construction of a void that belongs to us.
