In 1999, while working on my graduate work in Chicago, I had the great fortune to be selected as an artist in residence at Isle Royale National Park. Upon arrival at the park, I was immediately fascinated by the novel sights and sounds all around me, so different from the soundscapes of Chicago. It was here that heard a white throated sparrow for the first time and was so transfixed that I spent the followings weeks trying to identify all the sounds that I was hearing. Each night walking from my...