thoughts

wondering about the idea of resonance in the void, space, vacuum - wondering about the sounds of the spaces inside the body - the gurgling and burbling of the stomach- the crunching in the jaw, the beating of the heart - the first sounds we hear.
Wondering about the way that the spaces inside the ear capture - and extrapolate sound - is it the shape of the empy space itself - or the quality of the material that frames the void that makes the sound? its tension and texture - or the thing that disturbs or 'makes waves'...
sounds exist in water as well as in sound - our ears are just not designed to hear them - but if we could, would cell division or apophyis make a sound?
and what about the idea of waves or frequencies - when light becomes visible and invisible - and when sound becomes audible and inaudible
and what about the idea that the body is always in a performance / activity in sensing sound and sight

and what about the idea that the modernist aesthetic arose from the horror of war - the way that 'sentimental' narratives, passion, can lead to terrible destruction - wonder if it is any coincidence that the formalist traditions came from Germany?

wonder if we are going through a similar implosion with a feeling of insecurity, the loss of the material