Thursday 28 February 2013

audio for my final production

Initial ideas


  •  i thought about using music
  •  i thought of having diary entries by the main actor
  •  i thought of using a music track - like the 'end of the world by REM'
  • i thought of have a news broadcast
but i wanted a more silent feel.....

I found this poem: 

Inspiration
ities buried           streets forgotten
warehouses ransacked and abandoned for the south.
We love         we breathe
light footprints of our passing through the snow.
What would we say?   And how say it?
Who would we talk to?   And how could they answer?
Buildings break beneath the ice
the bridges fall and there are less of us each year.
Like arctic animals we burrow through the wreckage
of the city underground.
And high above   where once the escalators climbed into the light
the tunnels terminate in breathing walls of ice.
Here in the dark
within the stone walls of the ancient hospital
below the copper roofs
and buried by the glaciers on all sides
Here in blood and wailing
anchored in breathing and inflexible resolve
we have sent this letter to the next world.
Archangel of the frozen colony
whose sign is fire   whose feet are locked in ice
We leave you more than this             than blowing snow
or permafrost a football field below.
This is the breath of the last words spoken
bubbling up
the frozen evidence of love
like nitrogen in glass
our histories etched into the worlds
we will not live to know.
here are my first words to use
  • quiet
  • silent
  • doors open
  • nobody around
  • snow
  • weather
  • buildings
  • breathing
  • thinking
  • hungry
  • people?

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