Tag: Documentary
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Photography: 6 months of A’s, B’s and some C’s
Sometimes I just dont have other places to put my work, but the work continues regardless.
Dublin
Some Images from the last few months.
Amazing Environmental Audio from Maha Kumbh Mela
I’ve been back from India just over a year now, back living in the US and in that time its been a real struggle, both on a personal level and financially.
Looking back on that time, a half-year spent in India, thinking about it and thinking about how much I miss it, and yearn for the Utopian chaos to run through my veins once more.
I have edited my photography over and over trying to extract the essence of the experience. However the personal journey that India was to me, has obscured my objectivity, something that only time can distill.
I have started once again on the editing process, going back over the audio recordings I made, and in doing so, had an epiphany about the work. I realize that I have no choice but to go back to India, and capture more audio, this time with an expanded kit. And to dedicate much more time and effort into making quality environmental recordings.
Audio recordings offer a taste of reality that video and photography simply cannot touch. Where video has to be constructed to make a compelling presentation, and photography provides specificity, and depth, that depth is within just that contextual intimacy.
Audio offers a living reality of time based exploration. Audio treats the consciousness to a wide layered mental vision, one that the mind is intrinsically connected to, there is no learning to listen, whereas there is learning to read photographs.
This Location Sound during the Anup Jalota concert at Pilot Baba’s Ashram camp 2013 Maha Kumbh Mela, Sangam Allahabad, Uttar Pradesh India. I had decided to walk around the sector 9 area where the ashram was located, about 7 miles from the actual main bathing area.
You can hear all of the local sounds, and the far distant sounds of the millions (130,000,000 to be more accurate) of pilgrims who existed at the ‘city’. Headphones highly recommended. Sit back and enjoy the Mela as I did for thirteen minutes.
New Pages on devtank
Most of you know this blog as just that, a blog. However, recently during a chat with a colleague, he said to me that I should reduce my output on social websites to just broadcasts telling everyone that I have something new on my website. However, at the time the only website I had, was this blog and not an actual static site at all. So with a bit of research and help from WordPress technical support I reinvented devtank as a static site with a blog attached as opposed to what it was; a blog with an attached static page or two.
Most of you who tune in to what I blog get it through a RSS reader and probably never really make it to the original blog itself, so I’m urging you to try it out and let me know what you think. It’s still a work in progress and I’m still learning the WordPress.com way of doing things.
I’ve added a few pages and a few sub-pages too to encompass areas of my creative output that have not had a home either on social sites or online at all.
The Multimedia page now has a sub-page Audio which gives a little bit of my location audio and field recording background and from there a sub page dedicated to my long running project Autogenous Radio: In Conversation which is a series of recorded conversations from people I have mat at one time or another whom I find interesting or who have an opinion or a story to tell.
https://devtank.com/multimedia/audio/in-conversation/
Ok now, I want to see how polls work and if anyone actually will engage..
Recorder Shockmount DIY Masterpiece
2013 09 04 In the Back where the light of the fading day reflects off the wall.
Its a phenomena to hear the daily rumination’s of your neighbor showering, slurping milk in his cereal bowl, listening to the radio, masturbating, showering and general other private life sounds, and yet never actually really seeing them because of a wooden fence that separates you from him. Im pretty sure he cant hear me because the sound from his side is funneled in through a small space filtered by a Mosquito grille and a cat.
I have a lot of uncertainty now, and yet I know somewhere in there I will miss these days. Perhaps this is a time of resettlement and reassurance from a relationship that I now find myself in.
I also find myself in the eye of the storm. Im doing things now that are prime and ahead of the curve. Yet Im filled with doubt and procrastination is the crutch Im leaning on. Im trying to do a lot maybe too much, but if I dont Ill feel as though Im not doing enough, like I feel that anyway regardless of the capacity Im at.
Who knows. Just remember the important things.
2013 07 29 Where
I dont know how to do lots of things. There has always been heavy doubt in me. Its been my defining role in life. “I just dont know.”
Since returning from India, the act of leaving, going away and doing something –anything– the dont know seems less prevalent then it once was. Manifesting what I want seems a nudge easier then it was, but I still dont exactly know what I’m doing, and there is something in me that says now, that something will work out. Thats never before, been the light at the end of the tunnel for me. Theres always been this horrible sense of doubt and disbelief, where it comes from I cant exactly say, probably somewhere in my upbringing and whatever negative experiences that I accrued along the way and never learned from.