The Nomad
During my life, I had to move several times. First from my parents house to my dorm, then from the dorm to an apartment close to the college, then I moved to Milan, then back to Salamanca… The last time I moved was to weeks ago, from Brooklyn to Manhattan. I had important personal experiences in all these places and I use to think of them when I feel nostalgic.
Last week I had to come back to my old room to repaint the wall. I was there alone, with nothing to do, waiting for the wall to get dry in order to put on a second coat of paint. Suddenly I started remembering when I just came to New York and moved in. It was the particular noise of the street what recalled these memories. The alarm of the car, the loud music… I had got used to it and I didn’t hear it anymore… till now.
Everyplace has specific associated sounds. You can use it to recall these places and the activities around, what happens on the street, the habits of your neighbors… If I had installed a microphone connected to a network in everyplace I lived, I could now trace the sound, the noise and recall my experiences there…I should have done that, but now it’s to late…or perhaps not?
Rodrigo