Oxford Circus

I think there is something quite lonely about the most crowded areas of a city. I walk Oxford Circus almost daily to get home, and the chaos does not make me feel less alone - if anything, it throws me into a deeper state of self reflection, as if crawling inside is a defense mechanism against the noise and the crowds.

It was incredibly hard to hear at Oxford - everything was in extremely short bursts, most people were speaking other languages than english, and I was constantly straining. When I sat down to construct this piece from the uninteresting and rather short snippets I had gathered, I was tempted to make my creative response extremely chaotic and messy in nature - but I wanted to reflect more the internal feelings I had and how they paired with the noise around me.

This “excerpt” from a screen play is meant to convey loneliness and homesickness - it honestly took me ages to work it out from the content I had, but I wanted to stick with what I had gotten on that 30 minute walk up and around the Oxford station entrances. I honestly found it rewarding to make something out of what sort of felt like nothing - I included a snippet of some sounds I recorded to pair with the more simplistic design.

WHAT I HEARD

It’s a bit busy around here isn’t it? | Good luck on your next adventure  | Moooooom | I wouldn’t be doing that  | The ones that I got had threads | Did you hear me? | No - not really  | No it isn’t  | I heard them, yeah | Can you show me? | Can we try to find the train? | Is it to the left? | It’s quite busy isn’t it? | Oooh ooh ooooh A baby  | Please hold my hand | It’s been quite a while | Do we have to go down there? | Let’s get a burger  | This is really difficult  | It literally had like | sHe was still standing there | That’s beautiful isn’t it  | Wait this is the remix  | Will I see you Wednesday? | Stop walking so fast!!