Walkman of dreams

I’ve been thinking about the mechanism for play in my sonic love letter sound installation. I had a few initial ideas, including using found objects. That’s how I discovered this absolute marvel, a 1990s Walkman that was listed for sale in France.

Two thoughts hit me immediately:

How did I not know this existed already?

How do I make it mine? (Because the price tag was , frankly, offensive).

Naturally, I raved about it with a dramatic level of enthusiasm. A few weeks later, a friend told me they had bought it for me. I’m incredibly grateful, especially because when we talked about it afterwards, said friend explained that it felt like a joyful way they could support my art.

Thank you, Katy. I love you.