Why is it that I can listen to the random repetitions of nature or urban environments and be endlessly fascinated, but cannot bring this same listening to the electroacoustic domain?

I challenge myself to be “honest” as a composer, and I find it is one of the most difficult tasks, as not simply imitating in a world filled with music requires intense focus and discipline.

What do I feel compelled to say and, in my composing of that, how will I enable my audience to understand?

What would it mean to approach the world of music with a feminist ear?