Amy and myself were lucky enough to be granted access to a sound proof room in the uni. The amazing Lambros, the name of the scholar who found the room for us, wasn’t happy with the original room that we had annexed and took us to the bowels of the campus to work in this padded gem. Sonically, it was blackhole that allowed us to record audio with our Zoom recorders with zero echo or interference.
The aim was not only to get to know the equipment, but to get to know one another for the purposes of the portrait, the method was to fire questions in a panel setting that resembled a scene from CSI… minus the remedial acting.
I found Amy’s question, poignant, philosophical, thought provoking… and somewhat abstract in comparison to the naff speed dating questions that I had prepared.
We ended the session with me jamming on my steel guitar, my playing was as rusty as an old axe and I just hope Amy can salvage something that doesn’t make me sound like a complete hack.
I left meting thinking of how I could have answered the questions better which lead me to reflecting on my own existence.
Amy Hanley setting up the panel.