Birdless / Wingless is a media installation offering a constructed world inspired by that dream.
A few months after the dream I created a three-channel video installation depicting the cycle of birds separating into birdless wings and wingless birds. Shortly after its completion and showing in December 2013 I fortuitously discovered the work of Janet Cardiff and George Bures Miller. I wanted to explore how their “musty attic” installation style might serve to frame my own work. The result was the transformation of that video installation into a richer and more immersive media installation, Birdless / Wingless.
The installation lies behind three old doors, side by side, each lit with a bare antique light bulb overhead. The doors are mismatched and weathered. Although there is space between to squeeze past them, if one uses the door the loud squeak of a rusty door hinge is heard as it opens – but the sound comes not from the door hinge itself, but from a speaker mounted directly over it. The squeak sounds normal while opening the door, but in closing the door the cacophonous squeak transforms into a melodic and tonal version of itself – an AutoTuned squeak.
Beyond the doors is yet another door, but this one is being used as a table and is almost completely covered with a bewildering array of items. Some are personal, such as the many bird-related drawings and a logbook. Other items are bird-related also, such as observation books and birdsong identification records. But the many electric items may be the most confounding of all: of the three lamps, one is an overturned chandelier, and the other two are empty food jars (of “Wren Paste” and “Whole Jackdaw in Heavy Syrup”) with light bulb sockets mounted in the lid. They are plugged into an old suitcase with ten electric outlets installed in its side. In front of the suitcase is a small meter labeled “Plumagetometer XL”.
Another electric item on the table is a filmstrip viewer which shows a video. The video depicts a sequence of birds, one by one, which flap their wings in flight yet are unmoving on a black background. After a few wing flaps the wings detach, flying up and away from the bird’s body, which falls straight down. Behind the filmstrip viewer and the table is a large window on the wall. Behind the window a large video shows a black sky of birdless wings in flight. To one side of the table is a free-standing bird cage. Lying on its bottom tray is a third video which shows the wingless bird bodies. Although stripped of their wings, they are clearly wiggling and alive.
There are four microphones mounted on the horizontal door-table. One can lightly hear some speech coming from each microphone. By leaning in between a microphone pair one can hear a dialogue. Each dialogue is of a man and woman discussing the phenomenon of these birds losing their wings in their neighborhood:
|I think they like to fly over where that old hotel was…
|What old hotel?
|Y’know the place a few blocks north? I think it was the Tides Inn or something like that…
|Sometimes I see kids throwing things at the wings. I think they’ve made a game out of it.
|Of hitting the wings?
|No, of -not- hitting the wings. They’re trying to throw things between the wings, where the bodies should be. It’s like they’re trying to hit the bird, if the bird was still there.
|Or maybe they still see the bird. Maybe to them they just look like normal birds.
|Why wouldn’t they just see the wings like we do?
|(miffed) I dunno, why do the wings fly off the birds?? How should I know!
|Well anyway the kids do know the flying wings are just wings ‘cuz I’ve seen them picking up the bird bodies when they separate.
It is not clear whether the space one is standing in belongs to one of the voices. While the person whose space we are standing in is clearly obsessed with the phenomenon of birdless wings and wingless birds, it is not clear whether they may also be the cause.