Etude: Journey into Aloe

(sonic sculpture)
I'm isolated. Tired of this. I want to travel, enter new worlds.
I take a journey into my room companion, a journey into Aloe.
Each layer of her physicality, a dimension of sound.

The wire of the headphones travels in and out the fleshy leaves, like a hungry worm. Does she feel shot? What am I doing to her? How obscene this is... But the sounds... and she so calm...