(Keep) Breathing at Zero 『仍...息在零地』
-media music performance
Nuked. As if so. In the blink of an eye, 1 turns to 0. Remnant cannot re-glow. So be it. Work on the ZERO. Journaled the burning of ashes. Archived the burnt ashes.
Maybe the research could re-unite; ZERO is the beginning of everything. Possibilities infinitum. At times, feels like an eye, looks like a tree hole. A hint of light as well.
ZERO is followed by 1.
This work is abstract but tactile. Our being is described through staging, sound, and conditions. Yet, what is “being” ? In the process of making, perception of the traditional was discarded, the feeling of “being” is ever closer. The deafening sonic mayhem resonates with the bleakness. The robot of repetition and precision is in fact very human. We are, on the contrary, the most mechanical. Our perception of existence no longer works.
Ground is no longer ZERO. A hint of light emerged.