I was inspired by looking and listening to what the city's inhabitants are "writing" as they walk the streets and public spaces; making, breaking, negotiating the rules of language and behavior. They walk alone, in pairs, or in groups that come between each other, meet, and split. I recorded these crossing spaces, imagining the high contrast of bright winter light and dark shadows as close in spirit to black text on a white surface.
As for the soundtrack: I scanned through Internet search results, picking up bits of short-wave radio samples. Their dull static, electronic hum, weirdly fascinating recitations of numbers, and bits of song reminded me of tuning in to the mess of thoughts and ideas crowding the sidewalk.
Sound samples are from the following sites and users:
Mystic Handyman* in Oxon, UK
* Via Simon Mason