Sound is invisible matter. It crosses physical boundaries in rhizomatic fashion, tracing a relational arborescence between subjects and objects, you and me. It draws a collective nervous system where interactions happen in non-interactions, transforming the distance between our bodies in synapses; spaces of liminal intimacy. synapse (or why we never touch) is a poetic depiction of these physical and metaphysical properties of sound via phase, texture, rhythm and form.

Source: 2019