Echoed Margins

Paola Lesina

My body does not exist

Red trumpets roll up becoming mute

I dress in a yawn

 with threads of blood

The sweetest you ever drank

我的身體並不存在

紅色喇叭捲曲,最終寂靜無聲

我穿上一個呵欠

 織滿血的細線

那是你喝過最甜的滋味


Attached you’ll find my drawing with some words.

附上的是我的一張畫作,搭配了一些文字。

I would love to give you some short lines about it

我很樂意簡短地分享一些關於它的想法

When I’m doing field-recordings,

當我在進行實地錄音時,

My mind constantly imagines full choreographies made of shapes and movement.

我的腦中會不斷浮現由形狀與動作組成的完整編舞畫面。

Most of the time, soundtrack is minimal and abstract, repetitive and spoken.

大多數時候,聲音是極簡且抽象的、重複的,並帶有語言性。

This case it would be the repetition of the Italian words “R O S S O” that means “red”.

這次的聲音則是義大利單字「R O S S O」的重複,意思是「紅色」。

I wouldn’t add any description below the drawing but if you think it fits, I can think about something

我原本不打算在畫作下方加註說明,但如果你覺得合適,我可以再想想看

I hope you like it, I’m aware it is very abstract

希望你會喜歡,我知道它非常抽象

Thank you again for your invitation.

再次感謝你的邀請

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