Tag: critical writing

  • Gran Tourismo

    This article originally appeared in RealTime Edition 81, Oct/Nov 2007 and is reproduced here with the permission of the writer and RealTime http://www.realtimearts.net A Cultural Travelogue of the big shows in Europa 2007.

  • AudioNomadism ~ a brief history of Sound in Public Space.

    It’s all around you ~ so read all about it! AudioNomadism or a description in plain English of how to do very complicated things with location sensitive spatial audio The download is a bit slow ~ but it’s worth the wait!

  • Soundarts and the Living Dead

    This article originally appeared in RealTime Edition 70, Dec/Jan 2005 and is reproduced here with the permission of the writer and RealTime http://www.realtimearts.net Imagine starkness; “A late evening in the future ~ Krapp’s den. Front centre a small table, the two drawers of which open towards audience.  Sitting at the table, facing front, i.e. across…

  • Sonic Voyages

    Imagine a child of the ‘jet-age’ living in an unobtrusive coastal village, mid-way between the dwelling of Blake, the artist, poet and visionary and that of his friend, the scientist and astronomer Halley.  The child proceeds with eyes wide open to technics and ears tuned to poetics ……

  • 2 + 2 = A math primer for the hard of hearing.

    2 + 2 =….. was delivered as part of the “SoundCulture96” conference to parallel the “Silent Forest” installation and “A Silent Forest” radio broadcast. As such the paper provides a brief overview of some of my general interests as a sound sculptor in a confluence of morphology, spatiality and technology. The text, which follows remains…

  • Prometheus Bound; Art, Science, Creativity and the Imagination.

    The small Sussex fishing village in which I spent my childhood contained two significant buildings, significant not for their formal qualities, they were both simple cottages, but because one had been the home of Halley, the astronomer and the other the home of William Blake the poet. Without being conscious of the fact, I grew…