j o h n  r o s

murmur. the hum perpetuates itself often getting louder that simple white noise. perpetuated in silence like the pitch of blood and nerves through eardrums. silence creates self-loudness. self in attempt — in need.
the moon creeps new again. new beginnings in new places. in this last dance from space to space, i find home here, there — it will be, but others may not. in studio practice we continue the search for the spaces of language and voice. importance to space and time. continuance and pursuance.