episode 1: robot o robot
This poem
is followed by a soundscape following the logic of a human-held camera following the logic of a swimming pool-robot.
robot o robot
up and
down you go,
sideways sometimes
there is a logic
I hear and see you through the water,
you do your work
I follow your ways,
with my own logic,
o robot
o robot
This first episode will end with recordings of a swimming pool-robot. A swimming pool-cleaning robot, that I met in the morning on a camping in Italy.
I have watched its go-abouts extensively. I meditated on its logic. It is a logic which partly escapes my own. the swimming pool-robot is not a very new robot, it must be from the nineties and isn’t very advanced, which perhaps makes its where-abouts even more intriguing.
It made me hypothesise that perhaps anything having a logic – that is only understandable by itself and its creator – has a soul?
but then again I am the kind of person who can even feel feelings for my trashbag when it has been in my house for long enough and has a shape that calls on my sympathy…
Not long ago, I used to be a rationalist, logic was my speciality. Then I discovered that there are as many logics as there are souls!
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And now for a sound-scape of a video-edit (of shots by a human-held camera) following the logic of this swimmingpool-robot!
Written by: Victorine van Alphen