Two oceans, one story
Which one we leave behind is still up to us.
In the stillness of the ocean, a dolphin mother glides effortlessly, her calf nestled by her side. Sunlight filters through the water, painting their bodies in shimmering blue.
Swim a little further and the colour fades. Here lies another mother — her belly swollen not with life, but with plastic. This is the duality our generation faces, carried quite literally in the palm of your hand.
If you dream of a peaceful abode, if you dream of being heard, if you dream of dancing with dolphins — wear echos of home.
Source: WWF, Report on Plastic in Oceans. The whistle exists so that number is harder to forget.
The Silent Code
A secret place, written down.
Before the whistle had a shape it had a text. The Silent Code is the piece’s written companion — about quieting the mind, listening to your own breath, and the connection that needs no voice to carry.
Look at the rules between its verses: dots and dashes. The same alphabet the whistle speaks when a voice cannot reach.