UNBOUND UTOPIA STUDIO
DEPT. of Cultural REVIVAL
LUXURY IS NOT FOUND IN THE MATERIAL,
BUT IN THE PRECISION OF MEMORY…
UNBOUND UTOPIA STUDIO
DEPT. of Cultural REVIVAL
FRAGILE INSTALLATION AIMS TO PORTRAY THE OVERWHELMING COMPLEXITIES OF TRAUMA. COMBINING SOUNDSCAPE MUSIC, POETRY AND SHORT FILM, THIS DYSTOPIAN SCENE-SCAPE CREATES AN IMMERSIVE EXPERIENCE FOCUSING ON DIFFERENT NARRATIVES OF TRAUMA.
SOUNDSCAPE
INSTALLATION
SOUND DESIGN
'Wandering Winds' is an original piece of soundscape music which I produced for the installation. Experimenting with different synth pads and broken instruments I aimed to elevate the atmosphere and create a multi-sensory experience for the viewer. I combined this with a piece of poetry and included it in the short film.
'Wandering Winds' is an original piece of soundscape music which I produced for the installation. Experimenting with different synth pads and broken instruments I aimed to elevate the atmosphere and create a multi-sensory experience for the viewer. I combined this with a piece of poetry and included it in the short film.
FRAGILE INSTALLATION
POETRY
SOUNDSCAPE
POETRY
Misery is the National Anthem.
The Red Road Flats obscure the cityscape of Glasgow, enduring their sentence to stand.
A steel prison of souls looming on the skyline
reflects on nearby lochs like an illusion of anguish.
Mould flourishes in this graveyard of hope.
Stained wallpaper clings desperately to dampening walls. Wandering winds hunt the remaining burnouts
and chase puddles through empty courtyards of shattered, rose-tinted heirlooms.
Rusted swings flicker
in the dimnesss of a pale moon as rows of wheat sway
in neighbouring fields.
Ghost sirens of ice cream trucks from heatwaves of forgotten years linger like smoke.
Memories play on reel
like a VHS tape stuck on loop in the back of your mind.
A junkyard of potential, convicted of optimism;
a temporary solution to man’s eternal failure.
Misery is the National Anthem.
The Red Road Flats obscure the cityscape of Glasgow, enduring their sentence to stand.
A steel prison of souls looming on the skyline
reflects on nearby lochs like an illusion of anguish.
Mould flourishes in this graveyard of hope.
Stained wallpaper clings desperately to dampening walls. Wandering winds hunt the remaining burnouts
and chase puddles through empty courtyards of shattered, rose-tinted heirlooms.
Rusted swings flicker
in the dimnesss of a pale moon as rows of wheat sway
in neighbouring fields.
Ghost sirens of ice cream trucks from heatwaves of forgotten years linger like smoke.
Memories play on reel
like a VHS tape stuck on loop in the back of your mind.
A junkyard of potential, convicted of optimism;
a temporary solution to man’s eternal failure.
Misery is the National Anthem.
The Red Road Flats obscure the cityscape of Glasgow, enduring their sentence to stand.
A steel prison of souls looming on the skyline
reflects on nearby lochs like an illusion of anguish.
Mould flourishes in this graveyard of hope.
Stained wallpaper clings desperately to dampening walls. Wandering winds hunt the remaining burnouts
and chase puddles through empty courtyards of shattered, rose-tinted heirlooms.
Rusted swings flicker
in the dimnesss of a pale moon as rows of wheat sway
in neighbouring fields.
Ghost sirens of ice cream trucks from heatwaves of forgotten years linger like smoke.
Memories play on reel
like a VHS tape stuck on loop in the back of your mind.
A junkyard of potential, convicted of optimism;
a temporary solution to man’s eternal failure.
FRAGILE INSTALLATION AIMS TO PORTRAY THE OVERWHELMING COMPLEXITIES OF TRAUMA. COMBINING SOUNDSCAPE MUSIC, POETRY AND SHORT FILM, THIS DYSTOPIAN SCENE-SCAPE CREATES AN IMMERSIVE EXPERIENCE FOCUSING ON DIFFERENT NARRATIVES OF TRAUMA.
SOUNDSCAPE
INSTALLATION
'Wandering Winds' is an original piece of soundscape music which I produced for the installation. Experimenting with different synth pads and broken instruments I aimed to elevate the atmosphere and create a multi-sensory experience for the viewer. I combined this with a piece of poetry and included it in the short film.
SOUND DESIGN
FRAGILE
UNBOUND UTOPIA STUDIO
DEPT. OF CULTURAL REVIVAL
LUXURY IS NOT FOUND IN THE MATERIAL,
BUT IN THE PRECISION OF MEMORY…
