Can we see sound? Does music possess color, texture, movement? We may never know, but the terrifically inventive work that arose from one artist’s seeking will spark your imagination in new ways.
Walking through the canals in Venice Beach one early morning, I spotted a lithe older woman out for her daily paddle. It was mesmerizing to watch her.
Psychoacoustics is not the study of sound but of how sound is perceived. It is less concerned with how a sound actually sounds than with what someone actually hears. And the divide between these two realities, it turns out, can be astonishingly wide.
Walking down a street in NYC one evening, I stumbled upon a cloud of flies. A lustrous swarm. All fever and sunlight. I’d been trying to capture the behavior of these creatures on film all summer long, without success. But at last came this moment.