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.