Amazon II
Immediately after getting off the plane, all the well known sounds were shut off: car horns, door slaming, TVs, radios, children screaming, elevator sounds, footsteps, airplanes, helicopters, dogs barking and cats mewing. The ears, startled by the sudden silence, buzzed. It is the soundtrack of a forest clearing. You can clearly hear this silence. During the day all you hear is the breeze that rushes through the naked earth in pianissimo, and our adventurous footsteps. A word, a laugh, a scream sounds strange to our ears.
Wusik Magazine #018 October 2007
At dusk the program changes, or rather the DJ of the radio does. You can hear the penetrating sound of the araras (Brazilian parrot) and unintelligible noises from various places or from nowhere. In fact, you lose the sense of space and direction. There are no parameters to understanding things. It is filled with emotion, mystery and an indescribable fear. The darkness that reduces us in size as we face the immensity of where we are ( I guess it is like what a castaway must feel alone in the ocean), is suddenly defeated by the fragile light from the hut’s oil lamp which spreads light through the openings of the primitive walls. Dominated by the magic of the moment, we remained almost in complete silence. The few indispensable words were whispered respectfully. > >
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