the quietest places in the US, mapped
Note that even slightly offshore isn’t even on the map.
Nice.
I’m down with that.
A day on the Chesapeake Bay. Fog in the morning. Some wind. Wind dies. Nice wind in the afternoon. Wind dies. Dusk. Wind comes back.
music by
Charlie Parr Clearlake
Al Pettyway & Amy White Up on Flat Top Mountain
Ben Howard Promise
Justin Boyd: Sound and Time from Walley Films on Vimeo.
Justin Boyd, Department Chair of Sculpture and Integrated Media at Southwest School of Art, shares his connection with sound and how he uses it to create original works of art. Inspired by his sensitivity to sound at a very young age, Boyd has been recording and working with sound and music since the mid 90s. Boyd actively captures field recordings for integration of sound with found objects. This documentary was produced in association with Southwest School of Art. Learn more about their BFA program at http://www.swschool.org.
Sound seems one of the few ways to experience time. A semi-conscious, second tier sense, drifting along the margins – shadow, not light. The soundtrack to our film, as it were.
Like most semi-conscious senses, it’s tapped directly into memory. I remember the squeak and bang of the screen door of my grandmother’s house, always the same one-two rhythm.
I remember the sound of our mothers calling us home for dinner in the evenings, when I and my buddies were out fooling around in the twilight up in the mountains of the Carolinas. It was like a call to prayer at dusk. Each of us was tuned to a different call, but we knew them all.
I remember the metallic chimes of the ice cream truck, three blocks away.
Crows.
Whippoorwills. And Quail.
Fiddle music, long after dark.
Seventeen Year Cicada, midway through transformation
A few days ago, the hatch of Magicicada Brood II began here in Virginia. These are the periodic cicadas on a 17 year cycle. It’s pretty amazing how many there are. They’re everywhere.
They’ve only started tuning up on their “singing” – in another week the noise will be deafening. Almost literally. At close range, a cicada can pump out 120 decibals. That’s enough to do permanent damage to your hearing.
Go here:
http://5thingsilearnedtoday.com/blog/2013/3/22/4-sound-recordings-from-around-the-world
Walk around the lake
The snow is all gone. A few patches hide in the hollows behind trees, and on the north side of hills. Surprising when you do find it, like stumbling on a small furtive animal.
Flowering Quince
With power returned, proper attention can be paid to the material. Here are re-do’s of photos, and snips from those days with nothing to do but look and listen.