Thank you New York for making me feel welcome.
Listen to the voice of truth!
They will not control us! We will be victorious!
When you walk into a walk-in studio of an artist and he is listening to music and once in a while sings to it. Although he sings and there is music but you can still hear the emptiness of the big space he is working in.
Last night was my first time hearing a Bullfrog. I still can not believe that little creature can make such a powerful noise!
When I was little, every summer, we used to go to a village 2 hours away from Tehran, in the middle of mountains called "Varangeh Rood". That place is heaven; Green, lots of birds, trees, rivers ... The sound of rivers is so present there, that no matter where you go, you will hear it. It is so calming, sp peaceful... It reminds you that no matter what, life will go on. I recorded this last time I was there.
For 22 years I woke up to this sound every morning. I grew up in Iran. Last year I went back there after 6 years; It was 6 am in the morning.This sound was the first thing that strangely my attention, the rest was all visual but this one, was so full of forgotten memories. Today, I live in New York city and I find myself listening to this sound so often...
Sometimes when you are super tired, the simplest things in the world can make you laugh. I love this operators energy. I love the tone of his voice. He announced every single station with the same passion, warned us about the closing doors, told us about connection trains... and i laughed every time he spoke, don't ask me why. I was tiered! Maybe this is how i hear the world when i am tiered? So it may not be here you know?!
There is nothing more hunting than a cloud-wrapped moon! Than a pitch-black sky stained by a white moon shadow. And there is absolutely nothing more haunting than the sound of crickets and cicadas surrounding a hunted moon.
**Forgive my footsteps;(
Sometimes you are stuck in the middle of air, with two kids crying at the same time. You have no option but to wait for the plane to crash, to shoot yourself or to wait until it passes...
Lulu is sick and is sneezing constantly. It is supposed to snow in one hour. This cat is a valley girl;) She is not used to New York.
New York never sleeps. I was sitting in a train, someone walked in and started playing music, the person next to me had a list of stuff to deliver among which was a bucket of Baby's breath, another guy next to me was a homeless guy reading news paper ... and then we got to next station, door opens, the musician inside the train packs up to leave, but there is another one playing outside in the station, and the sound of his music takes over the train. New York never sleeps.
Sometimes when you have the flu and its -16 outside, and you are alone in the house, your brain will almost die! Your ear will focus only on one sound and can't filter it out. The sound will fill up your entire room.
Its -13 outside. The sound of the wind is supper spooky that you even see your mosquito-net as a ghost! Cats are freaking out. Anyways, this pen (my iPhone) is not meant to pick up wind sound but what can I do I gotta keep on writing!
There is nowhere better than home when outside is -12 degree and she your two kitties are waiting for you next to the heater!
The best part of the day is before i fall asleep. When my cat Lulu jumps on our chests and starts purring away!
Looking down from a bridge to the wet street and cars that are dashing by on our walk to Pok Pok!
It is so ironic, the fact that how burning a beautiful tree to ashes sounds so calming and peaceful!
Sometimes right after you put behind a crazy phase in your life, as you are driving home and trying your best to keep it together in these final moments, suddenly the sky starts crying for you.
sometime life makes you chew on a bubble wrap!