Lullaby — written for Concert of Compassion, 2022.
Based on the Ukrainian lullaby “Oy Khodyt Son Kolo Vikon.”

Lux aeterna (47’40”) - fixed media, organ, piano, cello, solo voice

Lux perpetua luceat

Dayfall and nightbreak dream the same earth
And around and around, never one, never other.

Night spins into day twirls towards night
never one, never other - one dancer, one dance

-Victoria Fraser (2022)

Victoria Fraser, composer, singer, concept, and video editingMikayla Ellison Phillips, choreographer and dancerErica Ruston, dancerImages and text from "Le P...

“Mais j’en ai fait mon amie, et maintenant il est unique au monde.”
—Antoine St. Exupéry

What lies beyond? What ARE those planets in the sky? And what do the heavens tell us about our insignificant and wondrous earth-bound lives?

Voyager I and II spacecrafts left earth in 1977 - 45 years ago. They will forever be our first and biggest attempts to answer these fundamental questions. Voyager I gave us our first images of the solar system. She captured that famous "pale blue dot" image of earth from 6 billion kilometers away moments before shutting off her cameras for the last time. This piece is a meditation on Voyager I's pioneering journey through the solar system before saying her final goodbye. What would it feel like to be the first craft to encounter Saturn's rings? Jupiter's Red Spot? The blue-haze of Neptune? And what did it feel like to spend all those quiet and empty years drifting through the empty space between? And finally bidding farewell to her creators as she embarked on the final, eternal and solitary voyage into interstellar space?

Performed in the Czech Republic, December 2022

Graphic score to “Kyrie” (recording above), representing the ceiling of the Thomaskirche, Leipzig with Alaska’s Chugach Range and constellations. Made in collaboration with Charles Shafer, architect. Watercolor, 20 x 25 inches. Written for two undetermined instruments, piano, vibraphone, and solo voice. An exploration of indeterminacy and spirituality.

Kyrie eleison
Fulget lux in speculo
Kyrie eleison
Faces pass, words echo
Kyrie eleison

Christe eleison
Gemaltet Augen, peuvent-ils voir?
Christe eleison
Klangen ziehen un cor perduto
Christe eleison

Kyrie eleison
Jeder pas, plus loin
Kyrie eleison
Apples de beauté durch grevi Türen
Kyrie eleison

Performed/recorded live at the Hot Air Music Festival March 1st, 2020 at San Francisco Conservatory of Music (Visuals were projected during performance) Vict...

Live performance from Hot Air Music Festival (2020)
Projections by Victoria Fraser

Singularity. (poem)
By: Victoria Fraser
&
Anaxagoras of Klazomenae, Georges Lemaître, Albert Einstein, Carl Sagan, Stephen Hawking, and Neil deGrasse Tyson.

All things were together,
unlimited both in number and smallness;
for the small, too, was infinite.

Singularity—a point infinite in density and curve:
time has a beginning,
the primaeval atom.

Spontaneous quantum creation, relative,
collapsed irregularities become stars
become galaxies.

Every atom is traceable:
15 billion years, a fraction of a second expanded;
one colossal explosion.

The Cosmos is in us. We, born of it.
Star-stuff, the creator, to know itself:
She does play dice. 

The Universe has beginning
in the head of a pin.

Start with a star, just a sprinkle of dust.
And then count up the grains in the wide open sky.
Slowly simmer it down to a vacuum that spins
While it kneads us to life.

Moving through space, no direction in mind.
Caught in a loop. Cratered rock by my side.
Orange and red, blue and green. Many moons and some rings.
This is our home but we can’t be alone.

Looking up at the sky
All the answers you’ll need
Gazing back into time
Who we are, who we’ll be.

In the numbers that dance 
From Orion to Mars
Far beyond a horizon
Is a singular time
Where the light goes dark.

We’ve spent thousands of years
All our questions the same
This is where it starts.
Where we go.

Voyaging out, gold greetings in hand,
The first pilgrim glimpsed what’s only been dreamed.
Looking back through a lens, see inside us most clearly.
To live in this earth, to love her so kindly
A cup full of dirt, a balloon breath of air.
Our ancestor atoms baked mountains and seas,
Fusing galaxies, proving the darkness between.

Inside and out we’re all made the same,
A teaspoon of dust, a sprinkle of rain.
Humanity’s bubbling up from the bowl.
A teaspoon of dust, 
A sprinkle of rain.

- Victoria Fraser (2020)