Once I started working on the breathy sounds, I felt I should present the final work as paired with a video. By using just audio and video, I would be testing my maker sensibilities of the immaterial, the ephemeral, the fleeting matter recorded. Walking by the sea in March, I noticed a stirring. The usual frozen solid mass, was beginning to change, crack, groan, melt. These were the first signs of spring for me, a coming relief from the cold, gray, still, monotony of winter. I started to watch and listen to the ice in hopeful anticipation. On a warmer, sunny day, I noticed that there were some small waves and under the transparent ice I could see expanding and retracting air bubbles, like the sea was breathing, coming back to life. Over the next couple weeks I kept ice-watching, figuring out when and where I could spy on the sea breathing. The ice continued to melt and break. If before it was breathing, the last video shows the ice as a group dancing as a boat pulls in to the harbor.