TAYLOR DEUPREE : ONE SOUND EACH DAY, 2009

On january 1st, 2008 I began a project where I would take one polaroid picture every day of 2008. It was a fun, challenging, and sometimes frustrating endeavor, but I now have 365 polaroids portraying the ups and downs and travels of a year in my life. And 2009 is upon us...

The most rewarding aspect of that project was the fact that every day I was forced to look at the world around me and experience each day on a very visual level. Oftentimes, though, I'd pass over what turned out to be a great photographic opportunity in the hope a better one would be around the corner, resulting in a mediocre photo for the day. However, the project was not about the “best” photography but rather simply of a diary of seeing for a year.

As 2008 drew to a close I set my sights to 2009. A picture-a-day was very challenging, do Igive myself a break, freedom from carrying the Polaroid with me every day, freedom from having to constantly be on the lookout? Or, was the forcing of this creative project on me every day a priceless exercise? Never one to rest, I have decided that in 2009, starting on January 1st, of course, I will carry a small digital audio recorder with me every day of the year and record one sound per day.

As a musician I rarely work with “field recordings” although I am familiar with them enough as a sound source and have used them in my compositions from time to time. However, I am always listening and find beauty and serenity in many of the everyday sounds that surround me. This exercise will not only force me to listen more carefully every day, but expand my own sound palette. Like my polaroids, it will not be about capturing a "perfect" sound, but be a simple audio diary of each day. Undoubtedly, there will be many wonderful sounds that I capture, but that is not the primary focus of the project.

I will not set a time limit on each day’s recordings, but rather make each recording as long as it needs to be to capture whatever it is i’ll be recording. The only rule I will set on myself is that all of sounds must be recorded through a microphone, no direct line connections into the recorder. This will assure a certain quality (at times, poor) and character. These recordings will be featured on my blog (12kblog.wordpress.com) and, of course, this web page.

If 2008 was a year of seeing every day, 2009 will be a year of listening. The death of Polaroid's instant film market has made the Polaroid-a-day difficult to continue... My project was timely. Needless to say, as a photographer, I will never stop looking, nor will I rarely be caught without a camera, but to form a year’s worth of living and travelling with an audio diary will be a new way for me to experience each day.

- Taylor Deupree



JAN | FEB | MAR | APR | MAY | JUN | JUL | AUG | SEP | OCT | NOV | DEC

 

 

SEPTEMBER 30
York, United Kingdom, afternoon

the hit of a gamelan Gambang through a frozen reverberation.

 


SEPTEMBER 29
York, United Kingdom, afternoon

in the studio at the University of York creating music for the residency program for which i was invited for. These are the sounds i lived with all week, minor digital processing and looping of traditional Gamelan instruments played in very non-traditional ways.

 


SEPTEMBER 28
York, United Kingdom, around 9am

a quiet walk back from the train station in a park.

 


SEPTEMBER 27
York, United Kingdom, morning

a trip in the hotel elevator. guided by beeps and voices.

 


SEPTEMBER 26
Whitby, United Kingdom, around 3pm(?)

a large games arcade by the beach. sounds exactly like a large games arcade by the beach in the US.

 


SEPTEMBER 25
York, United Kingdom, around 10pm

the courtyard pub outside our hotel window. made it difficult to sleep.

 


SEPTEMBER 24
24,000 feet above the east coast of the US, around 11pm

Delta Airlines cabin noise, en route to the UK.

 


SEPTEMBER 23
no sound.


SEPTEMBER 22
Pound Ridge, NY, 8:40am

the first dead leaves of autumn.

 


SEPTEMBER 21
Pound Ridge, NY, 11am

outside on the deck listeningn to what seemed like a conversation between two or three crows.

 


SEPTEMBER 20
Katonah, NY, around 3:30pm

a country fair not far from home. walking around while a man herded sheep with dogs and a trio played rennaisance/folk music, appropriate to the festival.

 


SEPTEMBER 19
no sound.


SEPTEMBER 18
no sound.


SEPTEMBER 17
Pound Ridge, NY, 10pm

another nighttime moment outside of the house. the insect calm.

 


SEPTEMBER 16
Pound Ridge, NY, before lunchtime

in the hallway outside of my studio ebowing my acoustic guitar. some incidental sounds add texture.

 


SEPTEMBER 15
New Rochelle, NY, around 11am

standing on the shore at the beautiful Davenport Park in New Rochelle. very quiet. a few seagulls and a fisherman.

 


SEPTEMBER 14
Pound Ridge, NY, 9:26pm

amplified roomtone and i wait for my Mac to boot into Windows.

 


SEPTEMBER 13
Pound Ridge, NY, around 10am

ukelele in the hallway outside of my studio.

 


SEPTEMBER 12
Pound Ridge, NY, evening

a strange loop made with an electric guitar and the Eventide Eclipse.

 


SEPTEMBER 11
Pound Ridge, NY, 2pm

a heavy, steady rainfall. quite soaking.

 


SEPTEMBER 10
New Canaan, CT, 11:40am

a meadow in Irwin Park, beautiful pre-autumn colors and gentle sounds. similar to the sound from the 8th, but so much more gentle. audio perfection.

 


SEPTEMBER 9
Pound Ridge, NY, afternoon

walking along tapping out a rhythm on my jean's pocket filled with coins.

 


SEPTEMBER 8
Pound Ridge, NY, 9am

a simple walk down the driveway.

 


SEPTEMBER 7
Pound Ridge, NY, 10am

outside swinging a plastic baseball bat, listening to the whistling it creates.

 


SEPTEMBER 6
no sound.


SEPTEMBER 5
somewhere outside of New York City, around 11:30am

on a train between new york and washington DC, approaching philadelphia. the train car was very quiet (i was the only one). i thought the quiet rumbling was quite nice.

 


SEPTEMBER 4
Stamford, CT, 12:50pm

a patch of tallish bamboo trees outside the Bartlett Arboretum. they weren't tall enough or wide enough to get a more hollow sound, but, good texture anyway.

 


 

SEPTEMBER 3
Pound Ridge, NY, around 7pm

prepping the kitchen for cooking dinner. stove on, some produce out, olive oil, working on the knife blade... was grilling some salmon that had been marinading all day.

 


 

SEPTEMBER 2
Pound Ridge, NY, 9:10pm

a loop using a slide whistle into the Eventide Eclipse. sort of lonely and windswept, like maybe on the bow of a small ship at night lost in an approaching ocean storm.

 


 

SEPTEMBER 1
Pound Ridge, NY, 11:41pm

the calming sound of my Apple Time Machine backup drive, keeping my data safe (for the time being) in its crunchy warmth.. not unlike a crackling fire.