I’m fortunate to experience the world through my perspective. When I listen to a soundscape I find the mundane, everyday aspects of life so comforting and meaningful that I can’t help but notice them. I feel the significance of these forgettable sounds when I imagine the worlds they come from. Mothers singing to their babies. Children’s games. Laughter at work. All the time I’m doing a thick description to make sense of what I hear, what I witness. So I keep it in all my suitcases. If I’m lucky, in time, I get to record and make a memory.
Fascination with the more banal parts of life is a helpful habit in new spaces. It helps to be immediately curious. It’s a relief to find kinship with others–people who lived before, people from different cultures, people with different interests and ideologies. I’ve found this to be true in many of my travels from my hometown of Dallas, Texas, to my university in Arizona. I hope that’s still the case.