Fingers and flight go hand in hand. A softness lives in black and white and the spaces in between. The rise and fall requests a feeling, a movement that muscles its way up and down spines and spirits. Must this movement become materialized to be real?
What is real when hands move faster than heart and healing is just a hope we have when nothing else shows up.Are we walking out of tune, into something deeper? Is depth what we are really asking for?
I think today, I’d rather be playful with a purpose. I start to wonder if projection is the place we really strive to be in and if intangibility is where the free really live.
You see, fingers and flight go hand and hand and so do we when our light and shadow is inevitably revealed. We can always begin again and again and again.
About the Curators
The first visual memory I have is that of the white upright piano in Singapore, Hell and the Dark Forces lived at the bottom, Heaven and the Angels at the top, they would play battles through my fingers and I was hooked.
As a psychology graduate I studied how sound affects human performance.
As a musician I compose instrumental music that stimulates your brain but doesn't mess with your language centers, leaving you free to be creative and brilliant without distraction.
As the founder of musicto I’m on a mission to build a global creator community that collaborates through music. You can learn more about our community here.