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Gigi Riva and I
This is a story about Gigi Riva, the legendary Italian soccer player who "led the modest team of Cagliari to win the Serie A championship in the 1969-70 season." While...

The Bride in the Wind (La Sposa Nel Vento) - voxpop at Seattle Social Film Festival
La Sposa nel Vento premiered at the Seattle Social Justice Film Festival in front of a stunned and engaged audience, receiving high praise from viewers for its powerfu...

Sardinia, which is like nowhere
A tale of cultural neocolonialism. This podcast is inspired by my personal experience, as someone who grew up in Sardinia surrounded by stories and boasts about the jo...

Pot, as a sexy instruction manual
Instructions on how to prepare a clay pot, before using it to cook, presented with a sexy voice. This is part of an exploration on voice that I created as assignment f...

Pot, to the tune of a song
This is part of an exploration on voice that I created as assignment for the 'In the dark' course (a course that I highly recommend, presented by the fabulous Nina Gar...

Pot, a collage experiment
This is part of an exploration on voice that I created as assignment for the 'In the dark' course (a course that I highly recommend, presented by the fabulous Nina Gar...

Pot of good and evil - experiment
An audio experiment created while attending Nina Garthwaite's amazing In the dark audio course.Photo by Alfonso Escu on Unsplash

Killing creativity
What does the opposite of inspiration sound like? It's an endless litany of audio prompts delivered with horrible audio and without any sense or order. Created as Assi...

Robert H. Lawrence Jr. trailblazing astronaut
Created for Cities and Memory's Shortwave project, this piece starts from the real shortwave audio from the Space Shuttle Challenger disaster to tell the real story of...

The smell of naphtha
I venture with my namesake Cristina Marras along the Mining Trail of St Barbara, across the Sulcis mining area of Sardinia, gruelling isolated goat trails swept by the...

Exploration on darkness #4 (Viviana)
Meet Viviana: be it between the doors of a garage or enticing others to play along (and breathing and touching), her darkness is always a celebration of life, friendsh...

Exploration on darkness #3 (among friends)
There is no generic description that captures the essence of darkness. And this is what makes darkness so compelling.Thank you to all the friends who have generously s...
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Sound of empty [for Cities and Memory]
My take on Piazza San Marco's soundscape. A narrative interpretation inspired by the memory of a trip that I took to Venice many years ago with my Australian boyfriend...

Exploration on darkness #2 (why is darkness)
There are many questions related to darkness, so many that it is difficult choosing where to start from.Darkness is an overused metaphor to describe negative feelings....

Podcast for commute (in times of no commuting)
Always a pleasure playing at Sarag Geis' Audio Playground. This is my take on Assignment#16: "Make a podcast for your current commute" compiled while Italy was in tota...

A fish tale
A tale of killer fish, a killer lion, an expensive camera (that I hoped was going to save someone's life), a mysterious video animation and dreams so vivid that you ha...

Consider the lobster
Inspired by David Foster Wallace's essay of the same title, created for Radiotonic (ABC Radio National) and produced by Jesse Cox. Fascinated by lobsters, I take on a ...

I am a podcaster
ON AIR FEST OFFICIAL SELECT 2022 Imagine being unable to speak your native language, and that your choice is between using whatever language you were taught as a kid o...

I don't want any dice
Created for Sarah Geis' Audio playground "Roll a pair of dice. Make a 1-minute doodle inspired by that number. Guest prompt from Rob Rosenthal and Gwen.Here all assign...

I love you Odysseus
In Italy we devote three years to the study of Dante’s Holy Comedy, but despite of analysis and exegesis, no one remembers Purgatory and Heaven, we all remember Hell.A...

Cristina's list of things to do after lockdown
Some things are better left untold.Created for Sarah Geis' Audio Playground www.audioplayground.xyz/Photo by 8 verthing on Unsplash

My last 5 searches on Google
Sonic poem inspired by my last 5 Google searches, created as Assignment #12 for Sarah Geis' Audio Playground www.audioplayground.xyz/[02/10/2020]

Hug
What does it feel like when you want to hug someone but you know that you should not? Or when you do, despite knowing that you should not?This is the new normal, when ...

Killing creatvity
What does the opposite of inspiration sound like? It's an endless litany of audio prompts delivered with horrible audio and without any sense or order. Created as Assi...

Your weather report
You are a weatherperson. Dress up, go outside, and give a 1-minute weather report. Created as Assignment #2 for Sarah Geis' Audio Playground www.audioplayground.xyz/[0...

Welcome to the "Venice has not disappeared, it's just submerged" tour
It’s 2pm on a regular Thursday in the year 2050. Record a 30-second dispatch. Created as Assignment #11 for Sarah Geis' Audio Playground www.audioplayground.xyz/[02/10...

Berlin 1989 - Part two: Pictures
I don’t have a single picture from when the wall came down. That Thursday in 1989, I didn’t even take my camera with me, on purpose, and mind you, I never stepped outs...

Berlin 1989 - Part one: The Wall
"At the end I didn't meet Franca, and Michaela was in Spain on a study trip. Can you believe it? You are one of the few people who was actually born in Berlin and you ...

Suspended time
So, I guess this is the suspended time we keep on talking about, a time that is not here nor there. Like the time...Text, production and sound design by Cristina Marra...

And then, a museum
Museums as machines to create stories. Sometimes things happen, on a summer afternoon, when there is nothing better to do.This came back to me from some forgotten lane...