an ever growing torment for drivers, potholes are the product of heat and pressure change. here i aimed to find an alternative use for them (other than wrecking car suspensions) and the notoriously treacherous stretch of road in my home town - Hare Lane, was the focus of my attention; and through translating each pothole into a note on a sheet of music, i have managed to create the road's own melody.
i then transcribed these notes back into tangible holes, punched in a roll of music paper that, when fed through a dutch street organ, will add another dimension to it. (however finding one to play it on is a task and a half :/)
