What if a satellite disk does not transmit any far away signals, but
stays in the hood and becomes each time more self observed and narcistic
when we approach it? If we give it a closer listen, is it the rhythm of
our own veins that we hear or our ancestors speaking to us? With whome
do we communicate, if we do, at all?
duration: 12'
performers: Channa Boon: voice, Donia Jourabchi: feed back
© Channa Boon 2017. In collaboration with
Helicopter The Hague