The second instalment of our Dark Mountains trilogy, here are some screen grabs from Chiara Caterina's and my new film, made on the Liminaria residency in the Fortore region and premiered in the Museo Degli Orologi da Torre at San Marco Dei Cavotti. Now back home, I realise that elements of what we were listening to, seeing and thinking of resonate with some of the themes from my "I See A Darkness" essay from 2002.
Five incidents of eavesdropping on public transport in Brighton and London become an essay written for Sam Vale photo-book Loop: The Stupid Things That Adults Do.
Monday, lunchtime, 26, the Old Steine.
Woman One: “I am ready”.
Woman Two: “Ready”.
Woman One: “I feel that I’m ready”.
Woman Two: “Being ready”.
Woman One: “It’s important to be ready”.
Woman Two: “Ready for now”.
Woman One: “I want to get ready before things start”.
Woman Two: “That’ll be ready, anyway”.
This morning’s reef of grey cloud has peeled back to leave behind a bright blue sky spotted with drifting Rorschach clouds – a beard, some pliers, a plaited headdress, a leaping rabbit from a Chinese silk brocade painting. The light has been rendered telescopic, details shine and colours quiver, the bricks stand out sharply.
Some posts describing Chiara's and my work in the Fortore region are up on the Liminaria Blog here. One written last night:
June 4, 0152, Agriturismo Fattoria Giada
Night insects draw to my headtorch and to Guiliano’s LED light. Bubbles, scrapes and chinks for my hydrophone trawl; a crab clicks over a flat rock. Water creatures in the depths under the bridge – Raffeale captures their energies in a way I could not. Birdsong strange in the moon’s soft grey; Chiara submerges one camera and aims another to the far shore. Franco talks of the purposes of night. Five foxes on the way home; at the farm, one screams for 10 minutes then – my recorder now on – niente for the half an hour til I fall asleep standing up.
Reading Eugene Thacker's In The Dust of This Planet and came across this Bataille quote I'd not heard before: "Here darkness is not the absence of light (of sound) but absorbtion into the outside." Written in a different context yet this still resonates with our project over these short days.