I am sitting in a room (sound familiar?)
Two color blocks separated by a bar of ivory black. Alongside music that seems to remove the very essence of its identity.
What is left then, two colors with no relation? Music with no meaning? Can raw colors exist without attaching meaning to them and can music thrive with no instrumentation or vocalization? When does music become noise and color, well, colorless? These thoughts pervade the listener and observer when investigating the curious work of ... read more