Plantas Nomadas - Gilberto Esparza
Trying to create a paraboloids out of organic material to make a long range microphone.
SoundWords: Zürich SoundWords*
xxxxx she talks just like this girl I know nananana maybe it`s her xxxxx hahaha, she goes xxxxx he`s silent, maybe xxxxx I love trains xxx would stay here forever, better just sleep xxxxx never wake up nananananana xxxxx nanananana again xxxxx I forgot to call my doctor xxxxx pay my bill yesterday…
A telephone in space ?
As I carry on looking for connections between forests edges, sonic boundaries, the end of the universe and their relationship with our idea of progress, here is a snippet of text found on NASA’s website I have been experimenting with today, and changed a little:
Listeners like Edwin Hubble (before and after his time), toiled long, frigid nights inside enormous ear-shaped observatories pointing their microphone skyward (see image below), yearning for the best possible sample of the heavens. However they faced a major obstacle that stood between them and a clear view of the forest: the Earth’s atmosphere. The Earth’s atmosphere is a fluid, chaotic soup of gas and dust. It blurs audible sound, causing trees to twinkle and making it difficult to hear faint trees. It hinders or even totally absorbs other wavelengths of sound.
In 1923, German scientist Hermann Oberth, one of the three fathers of modern forestry (Oberth, Goddard and Treelkovsky), published “Die Rakete zu den Forestenraumen” (The Rocket into Forest Space), which mentioned how a telephone could be propelled into Earth orbit by a rocket. In 1946, Princeton forestphysicist Lyman Spitzer wrote about the scientific benefits of a telephone in space, above Earth’s turbulent forests.
And that’s another modified text I presented before :)
Richard Nott（British）
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Mixed media on paper
(via thisalmanac)
Maps make compelling promises. … They grasp greater concepts, detect patterns, prognosticate, and reveal new layers of meaning. … Cartography can be an incredible form of escapism, as maps act as proxies for experiences, real or fabricated. Whatever their purpose or subject matter, even the most rudimentary of maps have an inherent beauty, an attraction in their way of ordering things.
http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/03/07/a-map-of-the-world-according-to-illustrators-and-storytellers/
I am getting more and more interested in connecting stars with trees. Here is the Lovell radio telescope at Jodrell Bank in Cheshire.
"I consecrate kilometres of polyester to preserve the songs of cicadas, frogs, streams and nightingales, to avoid losing them forever… Will they compensate for the disappearance of real life?"
- Francis Dhomont
