Animated paintings, a clay self‑figure, and a haunting vocal soundscape intertwine to explore memory, place, and the slow unearthing of the self through attentive listening to landscape and origin.
Listening Intently to the Copse:
The gravitational pull of childhood haunts—
a landscape that shaped me most vividly
through my fractured moments.
Listening Intently to the Beck:
Eels wind ribbon-like from under the bridge
into the obscure waters of my memory
I trace them downstream.
Listening Intently to the Dale:
In the dimness and indifferent light
I offer myself to your purpose
and the child I was.
Listening Intently to the Self:
Wealletune, here I am.
Brushing soil from the earliest layers of myself,
I arrive at a quiet, haunting recognition of where I began.
Concept, artwork, and audiovisual composition by Gaynor Perry,
combining animated paintings, a bandaged clay figure, and a layered vocal soundscape.
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Each painting measures 30 × 30 cm and is executed in oil on board.
The sculpture is made from air‑drying clay, wrapped carefully in gauze bandages,
and measures 15 × 12 × 14 cm.
Listening Intently emerges from a desire to return to the landscapes that shaped me — not as literal places, but as emotional terrains held in the body. These childhood environments form the backdrop of many of my dreams, resurfacing again and again with a clarity that feels deeper than memory. I know this landscape intimately, and I believe it imprinted itself on my budding subconscious.
Each movement of the film listens to a different fragment of that inner terrain: the copse, the beck, the dale, and finally the self. These spaces surface through animated paintings and a shifting vocal soundscape, each carrying its own tone, rhythm, and memory‑weight.
I work intuitively across painting, sculpture, sound, and film, and this piece reflects that interdisciplinary approach. The final appearance of the bandaged clay figure marks a moment of arrival — a grounding, a recognition, a quiet declaration of presence.
Everyone carries a childhood landscape inside them; my hope is that the film offers you a quiet doorway into the places that linger, the ones that never quite let us go.
This film is a brief meditation on how landscape imprints itself on identity, and how attentive listening can unearth the earliest layers of the self.
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Listening Intently To The Self (revisited):
Disquieting is the key that rattles in the lock.
I take the key, I turn the key, I am the key.
