The heat in the
attic would drive me out of one church on the east side of the Rhône & Saône, and into another on the west. Cool, damp, dim, and with the sound
of a fountain blooming in the square outside, Cathédrale Saint Jean-Baptiste fast became a
favorite destination to regroup at. When the square outside was especially
bustling, I would attempt to go unnoticed while drawing out a field recording
microphone I'd carefully wrapped in an old t-shirt from a leather
motorcycle satchel and capture voices, violin, rushing water, and foot traffic
over cobblestones. On the way to & from, I loved to stop on the
middle of Passarelle du Palais de Justice – a
narrow red suspension bridge that connects Vieux Lyon to Place
des Jacobins – and watch the light
shimmer on the Saône.
