Sound invades all– yes, sound invades architecture, 
spaces, rooms, houses; objects, materials, surfaces; 
cells, bodies, muscles, flesh; minds and thoughts, 
our spirits, our soul. Sound invades our ears, our 
skin, our feelings, our emotions. The best is, it is 
a language not based on logic and words. That is why 
we can enjoy even a song of which we do not understand
 a word because it is not sung in our language. 
Sound evades and invades, it oscillates. 
It is always in-between, oscillating, pulsating, 
swinging, vibrating. Opening up a new space, expanding 
existing barriers and horizons.

Like a breeze and sparkles on the sea -
ripples on matter and fluids.

Language oscillates between sound and meaning - 
timbre and emotion.
 
Sound is like a ghost: it passes through closed 
windows or doors - sometimes. Sound is medication, 
changing your mood in a moment. Sound is a warning, 
rescue, a prediction, a state. It is reality and imagination. 
The borders of sound are hard to draw. Its shape can 
be hard or soft, wide or narrow. But sound has a body,
becomes a body, changes to another body, conquers 
your body or rearranges your flesh and muscles anew. 

Sound infects you, reflects, inspects, asks, 
externalizes our inside. It connects us to space 
and ourselves in a​ different way.