balance zero

first try for a public piece recording: failed (or not)
police will come and get us

m69(1)

I took off at the bus stop to go to a photo store and develop film. Right outside the bus stop there was a woman playing djembe. Just as she did ten years ago, when I was ten years younger passing by this place probably couple of thousand times to go to dance, english and design classes (around 2424 time excluding times I was passing by with another purpose). So, just as she did ten years ago, she was playing her beat. I remember going to a class and seeing her play and then on the way back after sometimes two or three hours still seeing her play the same thing. It was fascinating to me as a young kid, yet I couldn't understand it. Now, she made me think of perception of time. She dissolves in the space (and it has been the same one by that bus stop as far as I know for years) with the sound she produces. The sound was her aesthetic choice in unknown time. But now it was there and I could hear it again after years. Consciousness. Time. Believes. Rituals. Repetition. Space. 
So, this performance/piece was partially inspired by her consistency of playing through time and by doing so, letting others see time and how differently it can be taken. The piece could last longer, but the circumstances made a slight twist. Which is nice and alive. There are two tries. One didn't work out as a security person came up to me and asked to leave. The second one didn't last longer because the wind burned my hands and it cracked. 
The metronome is set to 69.

m69(2)

Soundtrack and photo for an installation.

Даурова Тина Николаевна