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degenerate repetition

by asher tuil

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i 05:25
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ii 05:45
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iii 06:27
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iv 06:12
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v 05:11
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vi 04:48
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vii 04:46
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viii 05:50
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ix 05:21
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x 05:58
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xi 06:29
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xii 05:06
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xiii 05:17
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xiv 04:57
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xv 05:26
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xvi 05:54
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xvii 05:01
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xviii 06:01

about

The whole place seemed deserted. A train whistle at last guided me to the station, a small makeshift building constructed with materials salvaged from ruins, which reminded me of a discarded film set. Even here there was no sign of life, although presumably a train had just left. It was hard to believe the place was really in use; that anything really functioned. I was aware of an uncertainty of the real, in my surroundings and in myself. What I saw had no solidity, it was all made of mist and nylon, with nothing behind.

Anna Kavan - Ice

I could see a park ahead, up on the left, behind a structure made of brick. Out front there was a steel bulletin board, rusted where the white paint had flaked away, and a few flyers for events. Evidently the little building was a library. The park was a good size. Large trees cast deeper shadows over the ground. I felt a mild breeze against my skin, and the branches and the leaves and shadows swayed and shifted like they were alive. An empty swing set sat under a dim light. Toward the center of the park was little hill, presided over by a noble tree. I couldn’t tell what kind it was, but the dark branches and leaves, against the low and cloudy sky, looked like they had been cut from black construction paper.

Mieko Kawakami - Breasts and Eggs

The sun had risen higher and was driving back the shadows of the trees across the grass where we stood, and the water was likewise advancing, and so we were held between them, in one of those processes of almost imperceptible change that occur in the landscape here, whereby you feel you are participating in an act of becoming. The stillness mounts and mounts, and the air becomes more and more charged with intensity, and finally the sea begins to give back its light like a shield.

Rachel Cusk - Second Place

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released January 18, 2022

recorded in wanskuck, ri
october 21st-november 1st, 2021

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asher tuil Providence, Rhode Island

asher tuil is an artist living and working in wanskuck, providence, ri. for over twenty years asher has worked with recorded sounds as his primary medium. location recordings, electronic synthesis, found sounds and a variety of other sources are used in his compositions to create a rich and dynamically varied body of work which examines these materials extensively. ... more

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