{"id":338,"date":"2024-02-10T22:21:14","date_gmt":"2024-02-10T22:21:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/?page_id=338"},"modified":"2026-02-28T18:19:38","modified_gmt":"2026-02-28T18:19:38","slug":"atmospheres","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/cs\/projects\/atmospheres\/","title":{"rendered":"Atmosf\u00e9ry"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Atmosf\u00e9ry<\/em> is my original project, born from a love of sound and the written and spoken word. I have been developing it on and off for five years, creating what I call <em>sonic stories<\/em>. Each of these stories combines my short texts, field recordings, musical instruments, and voice. Alongside the audio work, I also produce visual representations for each story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The narratives explore personal experiences, encounters with others, and fragments from dreams and nightmares, filtered through a lens of magical realism, absurd drama, and existential reflection. As Czech is my mother tongue, it is the language in which I feel most expressive and playful, and it serves as the primary medium for my sonic stories.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In Atmospheres, language is treated as a material for sound: sentences are deconstructed, words fragmented and rearranged, emphasising rhythm, intonation, and texture over conventional meaning. The experience is as much auditory as it is cognitive\u2014semantic content becomes secondary to atmosphere and sonic presence. By merging text, sound, and visual elements, Atmospheres creates immersive spaces where storytelling unfolds through listening, seeing, and feeling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>D\u016fm (House)<\/em><\/strong> je m\u00e1 prvn\u00ed zvukov\u00e1 pov\u00eddka<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"744\" height=\"1024\" src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-744x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-339\" style=\"width:551px;height:auto\" srcset=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-744x1024.jpg 744w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-218x300.jpg 218w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-768x1057.jpg 768w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-1116x1536.jpg 1116w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-1488x2048.jpg 1488w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-9x12.jpg 9w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-1140x1569.jpg 1140w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/House-Calligram-scaled.jpg 1860w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 744px) 100vw, 744px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><em>D\u016fm (2020)<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/dum-sound-web.wav\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><em>House <\/em>comes from a dream that keeps returning. I drift through a house that is at once known and unknown\u2014opening every door, tracing every shadowed corner. Someone watches from somewhere, but who is it? Will I know when I open the last door? Yet behind it, there is always something new, something I have never met before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em><strong>O\u010di (Eyes)<\/strong><\/em> \u2013 druh\u00e1 pov\u00eddka <\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"744\" src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-1024x744.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-341\" srcset=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-1024x744.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-300x218.jpg 300w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-768x558.jpg 768w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-1536x1116.jpg 1536w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-2048x1488.jpg 2048w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-18x12.jpg 18w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Eyes-1140x828.jpg 1140w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><em>O\u010di (2020)<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/eyes_session.wav\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>There are many eyes watching me every day, beginning with the pair in the mirror each morning, and continuing as I move through the day trying to read so many others: what they want, what they need, where they are, where they will be\u2026 It\u2019s all a mystery to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Chaos (Chaos)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"738\" height=\"1024\" src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-738x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-346\" srcset=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-738x1024.jpg 738w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-216x300.jpg 216w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-768x1066.jpg 768w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-1107x1536.jpg 1107w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-1475x2048.jpg 1475w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-9x12.jpg 9w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-1140x1582.jpg 1140w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/007-2-scaled.jpg 1844w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 738px) 100vw, 738px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><em>Chaos (2020)<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/CHAOS.wav\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>When inner structure dissolves into outer chaos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Walk the Line <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"744\" src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-1024x744.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-347\" srcset=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-1024x744.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-300x218.jpg 300w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-768x558.jpg 768w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-1536x1116.jpg 1536w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-2048x1488.jpg 2048w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-18x12.jpg 18w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/005-3-1140x828.jpg 1140w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><em>Walk the Line<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/Walk-the-line.wav\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Walk the Line<\/em> is based on my experience with slacklining \u2013 when direction is clear, attention focused, the mind calm, and the world falls silent.<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"726\" height=\"1024\" src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-726x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-462\" srcset=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-726x1024.jpg 726w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-213x300.jpg 213w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-768x1083.jpg 768w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-1089x1536.jpg 1089w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-1452x2048.jpg 1452w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-9x12.jpg 9w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-1140x1608.jpg 1140w, http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Free-Solo-sonic-story-scaled.jpg 1815w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 726px) 100vw, 726px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Depths and Heights (2024)<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<p><em>Depths and Heights<\/em> is the first sonic story written in English, developed as part of my multimedia project, <em><a href=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/cs\/free-solo\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"441\">Free Solo<\/a><\/em>. Though its theme is somewhat different, the text explores courage and the choices we make in pursuit of freedom. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"http:\/\/kristynasvihalkova.art\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/Depths-and-Hights.wav\"><\/audio><\/figure>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Atmospheres is my original project, born from a love of sound and the written and spoken word. I have been developing it on and off for five years, creating what I call sonic stories. Each of these stories combines my short texts, field recordings, musical instruments, and voice. Alongside the audio work, I also produce visual representations for each story. The narratives explore personal experiences, encounters with others, and fragments from dreams and nightmares, filtered through a lens of magical realism, absurd drama, and existential reflection. As Czech is my mother tongue, it is the language in which I feel most expressive and playful, and it serves as the primary medium for my sonic stories. In Atmospheres, language is treated as a material for sound: sentences are deconstructed, words fragmented and rearranged, emphasising rhythm, intonation, and texture over conventional meaning. The experience is as much auditory as it is cognitive\u2014semantic content becomes secondary to atmosphere and sonic presence. By merging text, sound, and visual elements, Atmospheres creates immersive spaces where storytelling unfolds through listening, seeing, and feeling. D\u016fm (House) is my first sonic story. House comes from a dream that keeps returning. I drift through a house that is at once known and unknown\u2014opening every door, tracing every shadowed corner. Someone watches from somewhere, but who is it? Will I know when I open the last door? Yet behind it, there is always something new, something I have never met before. O\u010di (Eyes) \u2013 the second story There are many eyes watching me every day, beginning with the pair in the mirror each morning, and continuing as I move through the day trying to read so many others: what they want, what they need, where they are, where they will be\u2026 It\u2019s all a mystery to me. Chaos (Chaos) When inner structure dissolves into outer chaos. Walk the Line Walk the Line is based on my experience with slacklining \u2013 when direction is clear, attention focused, the mind calm, and the world falls silent. Depths and Heights is the first sonic story written in English, developed as part of my multimedia project, Free Solo. 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