My relationship with my father was never an easy one. He was a military man—disciplined, authoritative, steeped in the structures and hierarchies of the Philippine Constabulary. I, on the other hand, grew into a queer life he did not know how to recognize, a political consciousness he did not know… Continue reading
2025.09.05 Good afternoon, and thank you for being here. Twelve years ago, in 2013, I entered the Berlin Phonogramm-Archiv in Dahlem for the first time. I could not have imagined then that this archive would shape my life for more than a decade, or that I would one day stand… Continue reading
2025.08.26-30 The last week was a contention of time and space. The plan was to have four days in the Hörraum at the Humboldt Forum, from the 26th to the 29th of August. But Maurice managed to stretch the schedule, offering us another day on the 30th before the Long… Continue reading
2025.08.18-25 The second week shifted the ground. We left the Humboldt Forum’s post-production suite and moved into the circular listening lab at TU Berlin. Smaller and darker than the Hörraum, it felt closer, almost like working inside the chamber of an ear. The intimacy of the space sharpened our experiments…. Continue reading
2025.08.11-15 The first week was about gathering.From 11 to 15 August, Nico and I worked in the post-production suite at Humboldt Forum. My main task was assembly: collecting field recordings, cleaning archival materials, and drafting sequences that could one day form the shape of the piece. It was the heavy… Continue reading