Such a simple idea and yet so hard to focus on just one voice,
especially when it’s your own.
This piece took shape under its own power …
I wanted to combine the gramophone horn and the fragile glass heart.
Originally I had the idea of this piece whispering,
“My Heart Calls to You … Listen.”
But as I put the pieces together and looked at it from various angles, it seemed less and less about one person calling to another. I thought, I waited and I listened, and I quietly edited “My Heart Calls To You.”
Finally, there was little was left from the original phrase, just one word: Listen.
Sometimes it’s the quietest voice that is most important.