Girl on the Tightrope

This composition feels like memory moving through water.
Fragments appear, dissolve, return altered. There’s tension underneath it, but also a strange tenderness — as if the piece is trying to hold together something already disappearing.

I’m interested in sounds that don’t explain themselves immediately.
Music that changes shape depending on who listens, and when.

2024

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