Timber Amphitheater Swallows Piano Duet

March #010. There is a kind of collapse that doesn't announce itself with noise. It arrives in stillness, in the suspended moment between preparation and expression, when everything built to amplify human feeling stands empty and waiting, and the question of whether sound will ever come remains genuinely open.

This work found me during a period when I was thinking seriously about what structures hold and what they cost to maintain. The hall is impossible in the way that institutions become impossible over time, too grand, too perfect, too certain of its own necessity. It was built on the fa