cloches

Let us listen to the voices of the bells. Their (hi)stories, their notion; – loss of notion in a largely securalised environment, in space crowded by tones, sounds, noises, in a time of individual disposability of timing, of measures. Their harmony – rich on beats, pulsative and vibrant inwards and outwards, inharmonic and however well-intoned; their resonance, widely portracted, until it gets damped, absorded and muted through the vibrancies of the ambiance.