Moth wants to kiss the fire,
And I wish I could be that moth.
I wish I could fear of something,
I wish I could have
That source.
When star pulses it sounds like a heart. When baby’s heart start beating, it joins the Universe Rhythm. It says ‘I’m real, I’m in the game.’ Everything has its cycle, its rhythm, its sound. The quieter the sound, the less we think it’s alive.
The Rhythm of the Universe is the series I’ve created after hearing a recently made NASA video demonstrating Solar Wind and its sound, — vibrations of electric and magnetic fields converted into sound waves, — recorded by the Parker Solar Probe. The first time in history something got so close to the Sun and made a record of it. It fascinated me. The Sun has the sound? Understanding of it made me feel very uncomfortable. It is alive.
This tingling fear of Unknown made me think about people and space, known and unkown, inner and outer, about the Rhythm of the Universe.
I
SOLAR WIND
II
EVENT HORIZON. BLACK HOLE
III
TWO BLACK HOLES COLLIDING
Human nature seeks the familiar in the Unknown. We try to apply our logic to new experiences, to make sense of what we can't fully grasp.
When I saw the title of the sonification The Sound of Two Black Holes Colliding, I expected something massive and terrifying. But sound doesn’t travel through a vacuum. So the gravitational waves translated into audio, sounded like… a soft pop. Like a bubble bursting.
Two enormous forces collide… Pop.
As if the universe is whispering: things are only frightening because you expect them to be.
I felt confusion, awe, and a strange peace. What was I really hearing? The birth of something new from two natures merging? Or one force consuming the other, becoming stronger?
I don’t have the answer. But the sound continues to echo inside me.