I recorded and edited this audio in an old-style residential neighborhood in my hometown Hangzhou, China. This is where my cousin grew up—a typical southern Chinese residential community, where dozens of apartments are built into the form of a community called "xiaoqu" (小区). Without prior notice, I captured the voice of my grandmother and the sounds of daily life: plates clinking, conversations, footsteps, dogs barking, distant calls, the rush of water, a baby crying... (August 2023)
This audio was recorded right in the middle of Lingyin Temple (灵隐寺), located on the mountaintop in my hometown. This temple is the most popular one in the West Lake scenic area, but visitors must climb many steps to reach the highest point. Sitting here for hours, I experienced a sense of peace and joy, and heard and recorded the distant sound of a traditional flute—a sound that has accompanied my childhood yet I never know where it is from. I don’t know under what circumstances I heard it before, but whenever I hear it, I immediately recognize it as a sound deeply connected to my hometown. (August 2023)
This audio was recorded on Ward’s Island, part of the Toronto Islands in Toronto, Canada. I placed the recorder inside a sealed plastic bag and submerged it in the waves along the shore. It was during the coldest time of winter, and I believe the chill can be conveyed to the audience through the sound. (February 2024)
This audio was recorded during my trip to old Havana City, Cuba. It captures one of the liveliest intersections in this city/tourist area. A white-haired elderly man was playing the piano inside a restaurant, while street performers drummed and sang at a different spot nearby. Tourists and locals passed by or stopped to enjoy the scene. The sunlight was warm, and this vibrant, colorful city was beautiful. (February 2024)
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