False Dawn

A foley forest of bird horns, frog rattles, bags of rice, bug clickers, bottles of water and squeaky toys awakens after a long dark evening.

I have spent a lot of time recording dawn choruses at many different field recording workshops. Never knowing what to do with all these recordings, I embarked on a quest to perform my own version of one in my studio. As such this work is an experiment in artifice, a forest I have breathed and gestured into existence via horns and whistles, rattles and squeaky toys.

This piece comes out of a series of live performances of dawn choruses I did in London as well as one in Vienna in 2022.
-- Kate Carr