I pass through the point that shocks imagination, the setting sun, lingering on elevated buildings, polishes again the bronzed arm of dusk, and overlook the lanterns jostling in the human festival glinting off red tiles making memory’s trumpet dazed and faint, ten...
At this residency I could dive deep into my new intermedia composition for the Moscow Contemporary Music Ensemble. Beside of this work there was a big surprise. – a whole new work started to grow – Mormorio dei muri del Castello – this could...
