7 haikus for a turntable
When listening to a record, I often wonder if it's really the turntable that spins the record on its axis, or if, finally the disc doesn't move and it is the whole earth which is in rotation below? Between an active installation and a sound performance, the series of haikus for a turntable unfold in 7 acts, a circumstantial and ephemeral experiment on the edge of the absurd and around the vinyl record. Fundamental questions turn and spin on our relation between the whole universe and this object.
