Aodán McCardle
Aodán McCardle

the album
by Aodán McCardle
“Sound then is outside of the time scale in which communication amongst mammals is of use but exists at a level and speed more akin to the singing of planets.”

the coffin
by Aodán McCardle
“…when asked about death she said there is a finite amount of matter, nothing disappears completely or is made anew, there are this amount of atoms, starlight, stardust, and billions of human hearts beating…”