“Come Back?” by Grace McClintock-Luft
Merriam Webster defines the word disembody as the following:
to deprive of bodily existence
I define it as:
: a balloon with your brain in it held by a hand that may or may not be yours, floating three inches up and three inches to the left
hearing through gauze and seeing through stained glass
performing the act of being human.
It's a feeling I am intimately familiar with. Sometimes it feels like I am disembodied more often then I exist within myself.
Soundscapes capture moments in time and place, but they also serve as a performance of self. In this soundscape, I go to Patterson Creek Park, a place I used to visit whenever I felt upset and disembodied during a time period when I lived across from the highway. There was construction at the park, and throughout the recording process I frequently encountered electrical interference. In the juxtaposition between the sounds of the park and the way the microphone picked those sounds up, I found the same disconnect that I felt during past visits. Through this separation of embodied sensations and recorded sound, I hope to try and capture the feeling of trying, and failing to perform as human.
