The Voice,
Crystallised.

“ I recorded my daughter's laugh on a Tuesday afternoon. Six days later it was on the wall, and I understood why people frame photographs. ”

“ The song that was playing the night we met. I'd listened to it a thousand times. I had never seen it before. ”

“ My grandmother's voice. I didn't know I needed it on the wall until it was there. Now I cannot imagine the room without it. ”

“ I sent a voice note to my wife every morning for a year. She chose one. It hangs in our hallway. ”

“ My son's first word was 'moon.' It is the only piece in his nursery that will still mean something when he is twenty. ”

“ I have a recording of my father singing in the kitchen. He does not remember the song anymore. The print remembers for him. ”

“ She left a voicemail the day before she moved to Melbourne. I framed it. Four thousand miles feels shorter when her voice is on the wall. ”

“ We played our wedding song through the speakers and watched it become something neither of us expected. It hangs above the mantelpiece now. ”

“ Our choir recorded the final bar of a piece we had rehearsed for months. Thirty voices, one artwork. It hangs in the vestry. ”

“ I found an old cassette of my mother reading me a bedtime story. I am thirty-seven years old and I cried. Then I framed it. ”