Red sphere floating
Ghostly
In silence on the surface of
Moonlight shadows and darkened
Kaleidoscopic
Waves of night fall temperatures
Electronic humming generating the cool
System begins when the draught is shut,
Tightly, sliding across the picturesque
Evening to lay
Still in darkness
Solar powered blue bells,
Scattered nets and
Long distant yelling
Sleep is on the horizon
As the moon is approaching.
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My work explores reading, writing and making within a Sound Arts Practice. I am addressing and searching for both the imaginary self and the transparent other through an expanded field of narrative; crossing and stepping within and through the boundaries and structures of public and private spaces. The linear and non-linear formations of spaces perceived through language and text, both visible and audible, aim to form new discourses of the imaginary, and the multiple identities that we portray.
The fluctuation between aurality, orality, the written word as visual (text; typed and hand written), and the spoken word through performance suggests an interplay between a singular and a plural self; the heterogeneous, through both truth and mythical dialogue that bridges a gap between the idea of accuracy and the imaginary. My work aims to project a representation and rejection of the absolute reality that visual representation can sometimes assume.
www.leannecunningham.com
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