“Laying one’s eyes on the vast flow of the waves, forgetting their sound and reimagining it from within: as for the unavoidable partiality of the framed image, the present moment of Philippakopoulos’ music also implies that which is beyond its extremes, it has no enclosed beginning nor end in that it does not narrate, but only contemplates, and in said contemplation its meaning is fulfilled.”

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