And now for something completely random...
Today as I was painting a storefront on a busy street, conversations kept walking by behind me. But I could only hear a sentence, or half a sentence, if a truck wasn't driving by at the time. After a while I began to notice out of the random chatter a few words that were loud enough to discern, and then just as quickly the words faded and disappeared. It was pretty cool. Then I began listening for them and recording a few. I wondered...did these random conversations build a story? What was the narrative on Fort Street today? It was a fun way to engage with my environment while working. I imagine it might be similar to the way a blind person might experience a walk down the street - how sounds become more noticeable and create a picture. These quotes are written down in order in which I heard them...