Who is the intruder here? Is it the edible dormice that keep waking me up at night with their noises? Or is it I, who am a visitor for just a month in this residency? This question leads to an artistic exploration of personal (and animal) spaces and intrusions, of boundaries and endurance. The acoustic world of the dormice and the house in the form of field recordings collides with the acoustic world I have created as a counterpart, a dreamlike reaction to this nocturnal exposure. This juxtaposition is the beginning of a compositional process involving interactions, acceptance, rejection, imitation, dialogue, fusion and rupture. 
The spatial information inherent in the sounds serves as the basis for the spatial compositional strategy, the inner journey as a dramaturgical guide through the piece, while the sounds themselves represent an attempt to build a bridge between the two worlds. In the end, I see it clearly: although they deprive me of sleep, it is I who capture their sounds unasked, take them into another sphere, and worse: do not even offer them my soundscape in return.