Seattle Public Market
Buskers stand like stones in a river. We the effluvium overtop them, turn their edges to silt. https://www.curiaudio.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/09/Seattle-Public-Market.mp3
Street corner violin
In flip flops and jeans he calls up the pathos of a rainy Sunday afternoon, cars passing, the river muttering. He is thin as a scarecrow and missing teeth. At his feet, a complicated score that lies, staring up at the sky. CLICK TO LISTEN TO THE RECORDING
Subway violin
Fingers on strings pulling the day on and on to the tap-tap of busy shoes. CLICK ON THE RECORDING TO LISTEN