This is an archive of sounds that can’t be heard from within a prison cell. All sounds are recorded by former prisoners in Palestine and family members of people in detention, in order to answer the question “what sounds people inside would like to hear?” The project emerged in a moment of further confinement for detainees due to the Covid-19 regulations that didn’t allow any visit to prisoners. From that there was the necessity to reproduce those sounds in prison: either familiar sounds from the home of a detainee (specific objects that can be recognised by the owner) or sound that can’t be heard inside (like nature, the markets in Tulkarem and Ramallah or simply non-existing inside objects like iron cutlery and glass cups) the sounds are combined with music (also chosen by the same people), voices messages and testimonies from detention, in Arabic, Italian, English and names of friends still detained, to whom the work is dedicated.
The audio is inserted into the context of the exhibition 'Die Fliege is a fly in volo' at Ar/Ge Kunst and further develops the necessity of clandestinely-made works to come to life. Art and life exist in prison, beyond the narrative of exclusion.
"Hearing is a way of touching at a distance"
00:00 Lorenzo - Playing the piano.
01:02 Fulla - Birds.
01:13 Radi - How time goes by in prison.
01:40 Majid - reciting names of friends and students from the Birzeit University now in detention. This work is for them.
02:08 Sami and Amani - On the night he was arrested.
02:26 Suhail - Ya Thalam el Sijn, Makadi Nahhas .
02:47 Aman - Generator, from their home.
04:33 Aman - Reciting names of friends now in detention. This work is for them.
05:39 Aman - Generator, from their home.
06:17 Aman - Garden tap, from their home.
06:25 Karim - Voice message.
06:57 Karim - On family visits when he was detained.
07:25 Aman - Tableware and kitchen sounds from their home. No pottery, iron cutlery nor glass are allowed in prison, thus all tableware inside is made out of plastic.
07:59 Kids playing.
08:02 Lorenzo - Playing the piano.
08:59 Sara’s sounds.
09:09 Aman - Light switch, from their home.
09:27 Aman - Kettle, from their home.
09:48 Aman - Voice message explaining the generator’s function.
10:01 Majid - Her grandmother talks about the planting season.
10:09 Ramallah market, February 2020.
10:29 Karim - Voice message.
11:03 Karim - The silence of Tulkarem empty streets, March 2020.
12:00 Fulla - Call to prayer, Tulkarem.
12:49 Birezit field recording - The university is open, February 2020.
13:37 Dogs barking.
13:52 Majid - Farm animals.
14:28 Majid - Grandmother.
14:40 Aman - Her message to her husband in detention.
14:40 Lorenzo - Playing the synth.
15:05 Kids playing.
16:02 Anita - A mother’s message to her son.
16:14 Aman - Rusty door, from their home.
16:31 Fulla - A man selling vegetables during the lockdown, Tulkarem, March 2020.
16:54 Quran reading recorded from the radio
17:22 Lit a cigarette, Birzeit University, February 2020.
17:29 Ibrahim in a Ramallah cafe.
17:34 Aman - Plates and kitchen sound from their home. No pottery, iron nor glass are allowed in prison, therefore all cutlery inside is made out of plastic.
17:57 Ghassan - Voice message.
18:16 a Ramallah cafe, March 2020.
18:16 Your Throats, Sameh Shqair.
19:16 Aman - Stirring the spoon in a glass cup. No iron cutlery nor glass cups are allowed in prison.
19:29 Birzeit University field recordings.
19:38 Birzeit University field recordings.
19:54 Lorenzo - Playing instruments.
20:26 Kids screaming.
21:07 Aman - Second message to her husband.
23:37 Fulla - She goes to the Tulkarem market during Ramadan.
24:25 Fulla - Pickles are very popular during Ramadan.
24:34 Fulla - Ramadan drinks.
25:18 Fulla - Chocolate.
25:31 Aman - Marbles: “this is something Nael put with his hands on our roof. They are still here, waiting for him, after six years”.
25:33 Karim - Voice message.
25:52 Male Hbibti Madjatch, Cheb Khaled.
28:35 Waves from the North Sea, recorded in The Hague, The Netherlands. Upon request of Palestinian friends who can’t reach the Mediterranean Sea anymore.