I placed the portable recorder on the communion rail, picked up the soft-bristled broom and began sweeping the chancel floor.

Finding myself in Paris exactly 50 years after Georges Perec, it felt like a timely opportunity to follow in his footsteps.

In Part II, drawing parallels with listening at the hospital, I want to move out into the soundscape, then explore expansive awareness.

In this post, I’d like to explore a vital orientation in contemplative field recording, that of care-full listening.

I’ve never been able to escape a sense that my experience of meaning and fulfilment is bound up with what could be called the spiritual life

The simple beauty of field recording and contemplative  practice have been an indispensable support in my own journey. Here's how...