Sydney.

With little more than four hours sleep, the alarm goes off at 3am and I’m awake and ready to go. Airport check in completed by 5am, then meet up with Mel, Mark and Darryl.  I’m not sure the severity of the early flight has really hit any of us at this point; but just two hours later (following some duty free shopping, quick breakfast and a hike to some random boarding gate), the plane is rolling along the runway and ready for take off.  This is when it suddenly seems to hit us all.

The flight is uneventful and quiet as we all zone out into our little worlds with music, quick naps, reading and aimlessly staring out the window.  Just over 3 hours later we’ve landed in Sydney, and the local time is 1 hour after we took off.  Tired. (more…)

Ice Vinyl.

Sound recordings from three glaciers in Iceland, pressed into three records, cast, and frozen with the meltwater from each of these glaciers, and played on three turntables until they completely melt.

The records were played once and now exist as three dvds. The turntables begin playing together, and for the first ten minutes as the needles trace their way around, the sounds from each glacier merge in and out with the sounds the ice itself creates. The needle catches on the last loop, and the records play for nearly two hours, until completely melted.

Click.