1quart4 - Echoes of the Dunes

It's nightfall. The sands echo the voice of stars. The wind is like a rainfall sound-mirage. Sun-light drips from the moon and melts, turning into sand. Wind, stars, light, and sound draw unisono waves on sand. What a night sky. I'll call it Echoes of the Dunes.

Realising how sweet is to make ambient music in the early mornings. This is the first (can be the last too) Morning Jam this Autumn.

I got also insightful when I saw another artist here (‪@ThePinkLadyAppleHouse‬) defining his art as his process. This statement totally resonates with me as well - "My art is my process". As Rick Rubin says, it's a diary entry.

On that note, it doesn't feel so natural to sing words to me. But the feelings, colours, visuals, and thoughts are there, synesthetically moving inside my body and through my limbs to the instruments, all in sync with whatever sound is coming out.

Meanwhile a tea-bag-tag message struck me today:

"If you create a mental duality, you lose your strength."

That's all for now, love love love.