THE LEAVES WHISPERERERS Vianney Fivel & matraxx MVM main Sonia P MVMForesta main Elia Buletti & Caterina Montesi noch anfügen main (Si schiarisce la voce) Il volo di un aeroplano Relax Un volo atterrato Nel deserto Gesticolare Creando nuove forme Maschere che ti scoprono Suona il telefono Sometimes Accoltello il telefono che sanguina Al centro del lago Mi lavo le mani La meditazione è qualcosa che accade fuori Un essere puntiforme Un conflitto che si trasformerà in una risata Paesaggi Il cugino di Snoopy, ma ancora più scemo Sono uscito di casa e già i raggi del sole mi devastano Il genio della lampada è pronto Il mondo sembra un circo OK Sguardi incastrati in un’ostrica? Ancora specchiarsi e non riuscire a identificarsi Rêve de Christophe Dove la neve è arrivata in tarda mattinata Miss White Miss Orange Miss Brown Stesa in attesa dell’amante Tony Montana [click for continuation] Becket MWN Tuner main Becket MWN Tuner (2) Ariel Garcia Montée des Sèves main Monika Stalder They were miniature landscapes, as if they had grown naturally, works of art that pretended to be nature main Nina Rieben & Simon Baumann Walk (Forest Improvisation) main Crowdpleaser & Claire van Lubeek Groene Machine main Crowdpleaser & Claire van Lubeek & Gregor Schönborn Groene Machine, 2024 (click on the text for translation) In het hart van de Glazen Stad, waar de neonlichten nooit doven, Staal en glas aan de horizon, geheimen blijven boven. Geautomatiseerde tuin, de zon is koud en grijs. Schaduwen dansen in de nacht, in techno-paradijs. Welkom in de groene machine, waar de toekomst in rijen groeit, Onder de glanzende koepel, waar geen wilde wind ooit stoeit. In het rijk van het kunstlicht, de donkere gloed van de zon, In dit kasparadijs, zijn geheimen de bron. Neonlichten flikkeren door gebroken glas, Echo’s van het verleden in een tijd van kras. Stad gebouwd van glas, reflecties van verdriet, Kassenmuren sluiten in maar niemand die het ziet. Welkom in de groene machine, waar de toekomst in rijen groeit, Onder de glanzende koepel, waar geen wilde wind ooit stoeit. In het rijk van het kunstlicht, de donkere gloed van de zon, In dit kasparadijs, zijn geheimen de bron. In deze stale haven. Een vergeten tijd, tot de wortels begraven. In onze koude tuin, waar het hart nooit zal stralen. Welkom in de groene machine, waar de toekomst in rijen groeit, Onder de glanzende koepel, waar geen wilde wind ooit stoeit. In het rijk van het kunstlicht, de donkere gloed van de zon In dit kasparadijs, zijn geheimen de bron. Remix by Bruno Schaub Groene Machine (rmx) The Gardeners of the Sixth Mass Extinction Pollinate Minds main A piece based on Resonan San (fig tree and member of our collective) proposals for slogans to write on the Gardeners workwear. Resonan San: 'As a more intellectually-inclined plant activist, I must first express my reservations about the concept of "magic" in relation to our cause. The struggle for plant rights and ecological preservation is rooted in scientific understanding and ethical considerations, not mystical thinking. However, I recognize the potential rhetorical power of poetic language in advancing our agenda. With this in mind, I propose the following slogans, which combine botanical metaphors with our activist sentiments: "Grow Resistance" "Cultivate Revolution, Reap Justice" "Our Roots Run Deeper Than Your Laws" "Germinate Change, Grow Liberation" "Petals Fall Like Tears" "Pruning the Paradigm of Oppression" "Symbiosis, Not Subjugation" "Pollinate Minds, Propagate Rights" "Mycelial Networks of Solidarity" "Compost the Anthropocene" "Flourish or Perish" "We Breathe For You, Humans" My slogans aim to convey the interconnectedness of plant life with broader ecological and social justice issues, while employing evocative botanical imagery. They serve to remind humanity of their dependence on and responsibility towards the plant kingdom. The goal is to provoke thought and inspire action through a blend of scientific allusion and poetic expression.' Hunter Longe Leaves Whispers main This is possibly what plants hear (or feel)* in the park at night. The recording was made in the Villa Borghese park in Rome using two small solar panels soldered to audio cable as microphones (right and left). With this set up, the frequencies of light from the park's lamps and interference from a cell phone screen are converted to sound. The recording has been slightly mixed in post, with adjustments to pitch and playback speed. We know plants are sensing light, but who knows how they perceive time and frequency.  *The verb "to hear" in Italian is sentire, which also means "to feel;" similar to how the verb sentir in French means both "to feel" and "to smell." This sensory confusion or openness seems more appropriate here than English's reduction of "hearing" to the auditory faculty.  Remix by Bruno Schaub Leaves Whispers (rmx) Keiko Machida sans titre main to Lovesongs for Plants to Project Page at LABO list of sound pieces About 'The Leaves Whisperers' 'The Leaves Whispers' 60 Edit gardeners Vianney Elia Becket Ariel Monika Nina Crowdpleaser Vianney Gardeners Sonia Elia Becket Ariel Monika Crowdpleaser Vianney Sonia Elia Becket Ariel Stalder Nina Crowdpleaser Gardeners