It all started a hundred years ago when the local people decided to plant a spruce monoculture.
When, a few years ago, due to the climate crisis, the dry season became more pronounced, the trees slowly failed to prevent beetle calamities. The whole thing was worsened by logging, leading to the total destruction of the forest and mycelium. The forest's underlying structure became so disturbed that it could no longer defend itself, and trees began to dry up. Now
only a few pines and deciduous trees remain, islets where birds and wild animals hide.
This creates dry areas of forest and oases of life confronted by the brutal sounds of machinery.
For less than an hour I recorded the surrounding sounds while wearing headphones and playing on my modular set up. I amplified the surrounding sounds, which also occasionally features my voice as I sang.