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Just sitting, listening, pulling my arms tight round me for warmth, hearing all sorts of birds that I didn't recognise plus some that I did, like peacocks. It is 6.50  in the morning, still dark but beginning to lighten. There is no-one else here. The monkeys slowly awaken and clamber down tree trunks only taking an interest in me when I eat my breakfast, an avocado. I stuff it into my mouth as fast as I can as one monkey watches every mouthful. I have my monkey stick to hand. The sun becomes a ball of red through the trees. I listen, I record, I write. Later, I use these sounds to create my own in the resonate space of the 'round house'. Lying flat on my back, I point my recorder to the ceiling and warble. I don't notice the bites that I acquire until later when they itch. The rest of the day is spent intensively using these experiences as a foundation. A full day of making.

A brilliant day! Have been really inspired by the artist camp and its surroundings. Began with a conversation with Prantik discussing language. So kamun achha (yeah, I know the spelling is wrong) everyone. It is my intention to record it tomorrow as this, to me, is what a residency is about, these exchanges whatever their subject. Next, I took my small recorder to the round house and played what I was hearing around me. It needs a little editing as I shuffled my feet. Later I was taken to the next farm where I hit the siren. This was a metal disc that was used as a ‘come to tea, end of work’ type signal for the farm workers. It was not as I had imagined, just a solid iron disc suspended form the edge of a building. Have attached this sound clip but it is a little loud in places.

Only second day. It is hard to imagine. I feel that I have fitted so much in. Did some recording this morning outside the art shop whilst others werechoosing. I only needed some string to begin making a book. It is the narrative of my journey so it includes receipts, tickets and wrappings bound together with twigs from Hihgness Farm. Marked soundscape through directional markings. I am not sure exactly how this will develop. Then a film at the university by M.V. Ramani followed by out to the artist camp. Had a wonder and wander watching three wild boars at the water hole but disturbed them too quickly. They took me by surprise. Due to the terrain, sound recording includes sounds from a long way away such as car horns. Found some burnt branches to draw with and had a day that will set me up for tomorrow.