I used to think something was wrong with my brain.
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When I tell people I see sound, they either think I’m joking or on mushrooms. But it’s just how my brain works!
I don’t remember a time when the world felt quiet.
There was always too much: too much noise, too many emotions, too many colours I couldn’t explain to anyone. My family was beautiful and chaotic and full of ghosts. Mental health was always this quiet, aching presence in the background. It shaped everything. I grew up feeling like I had to tiptoe around invisible storms.
So when I discovered I had synesthesia, this strange, untranslatable way of seeing sound, I didn’t tell many people. I was scared they’d think I was broken. Or weird. Or lying. But the truth is... it saved me.
When I hear music, I see it. Not in a metaphorical “isn’t that poetic” kind of way, but literally. Sound becomes colour. Rhythm becomes movement. Emotions bloom into shapes. And somehow, in that overwhelming sensory blur, I found peace. It was the only thing that made sense.
Synesthesia became my escape route.
My private rebellion against the chaos.
But over time, it turned into something bigger: my purpose.
Now, I build art out of this strange wiring of mine. I make sound visible. I try to create spaces where people can step outside their usual ways of perceiving the world. Where you can see music, feel colour, and listen with your whole body.
In galleries, clubs, museums, and gardens, I use my voice and my self-built electronic instrument (it looks like four glowing canvases and reacts to sound in real time) to create immersive performances that are somewhere between a concert, a ritual, and a science experiment.
People sometimes cry. Or dance.
Or leave confused. (That’s valid too.)
What matters to me is that something moves in you.
That you walk away seeing the world a little differently than when you walked in.
That’s what I care about most, creating that moment of shift, even if tiny. So yeah, this is me! 🙃🙃🙃 A performer, a synesthete, a believer in the weird little cracks where art and empathy live.
If you just found me, I’m so glad you’re here. I’m not everyone's cup of tea, and honestly, that’s fine. But if something I make touches something in you, then maybe we’re meant to walk this next bit of the road together. Follow me on Instagram and subscribe to this newsletter (it’s free!).
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– Bri
P.S. I’d love to know how you experience the world. If there’s a memory, a song, a place that you associate with a colour, texture, or feeling, reply and tell me. I read everything 🌈