Translating Observation | Observation 18 | Noah Hodgson

One by one I pull my records out in search of inner sleeves or posters to breakup the endless plain whiteness that is my bedroom. The first LP I pull out is lightly textured with a smooth-grain sort of feel to it, my fingers run across the slightly popped out text on its back cover before my eyes have even seen it. It reads ‘Arcade Fire presents The Suburbs’ in shiny brass font, covering much of the black and white backside. I unwrap the gatefold record cover and look through each compartment, finding only the vinyl record itself. I drag my finger across the spines of my collection, in search of my copy of ‘Dark Side of the Moon’, which I recall may have what I’m looking for. Finally my eyes lock onto the spine of the record, marked out only by a thin white line running from the famous prism on its front cover across the spine and onto the back cover. Reaching inside the sleeve, my hand lands upon the smooth paper of a poster, in this case a rather odd image of the Pyramids rendered through some kind of violet-coloured filter. In the other side of the sleeve is yet another poster, this time a hot-pink backed poster carrying images of each member of the band in performance. I remove each poster, taking them with me down the dimly lit hallway and into my bedroom. With both posters up at last the walls of my bedroom carry some suggestion of the person who lives within them.