One late night in an artist residency in the forests of upstate New York, I concluded my composing for the day, switched off the lights in my room, and snuggled into bed. Soon after, I heard an unfamiliar low-frequency noise - something like a machine - permeating the air. Switching on the light, I was shocked to see what looked like a shadow of an outer-space monster cast upon my room's wall. Startled, I glanced upward to witness the largest mosquito I had ever encountered in my life, buzzing overhead.
