Zeynep Toraman
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Written for and performed by the Wet Ink Ensemble and Gelsey Bell
Recorded at Scholes Street Studio
Mix and Mastering by Murat Çolak
Program Note
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The ocean, deep blue-green.
What we learn in the middle of the night is that the world makes us flinch. (Michel Serres, The Five Senses: Philosophy of Mingled Bodies)
Sounds an ocean, drinks it in.
Then everything became worse for the wear, damaged, used and used-up and ultimately destroyed.
More and more I made up for what was lost, I slowly improved myself, and I considered myself healed. (Ingeborg Bachmann, Malina)
I found myself trapped in a nightmare, standing alone at the sea. Everyday becoming more and more.
White and yellow and gray and horizonless. (Tove Jansson, The Summer Book)
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(I.) the Sea They Think They Hear [soprano, flute, harp, piano, violin, viola, cello] | 2021
Written for the Wet Ink Ensemble and Gelsey Bell
Written for the Wet Ink Ensemble and Gelsey Bell
Written for and performed by the Wet Ink Ensemble and Gelsey Bell
Recorded at Scholes Street Studio
Mix and Mastering by Murat Çolak
Program Note
(The score is covered in driftwood.)
The ocean, deep blue-green.
(Who knows what that was now?)
The ocean, deep blue-green.
(Who knows what that was now?)
Text
The ocean, deep blue-green.
What we learn in the middle of the night is that the world makes us flinch. (Michel Serres, The Five Senses: Philosophy of Mingled Bodies)
Sounds an ocean, drinks it in.
Then everything became worse for the wear, damaged, used and used-up and ultimately destroyed.
More and more I made up for what was lost, I slowly improved myself, and I considered myself healed. (Ingeborg Bachmann, Malina)
I found myself trapped in a nightmare, standing alone at the sea. Everyday becoming more and more.
White and yellow and gray and horizonless. (Tove Jansson, The Summer Book)