Xinyue Song
Ear’s Diary
No identifiable people, places or locations. Ear’s Diary. January 2025. I’m someone who enjoys the quiet comfort of home, but my ears have other plans.They constantly pick up unexpected sounds—morning honks, distant sirens, late-night chatter. In the city, even behind closed doors, my ears record everything, turning unseen moments into a never-ending diary of noise.
