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CROW SPACE

(HIFI Stereo VHS Video - 23 minutes)

Crow space is a surreal documentary of the life and times

of a crow in the late twentieth century.

How does foundling crow, Rosetta, perceive the world?

This surreal documentary speculates on the experience of the avian orphan, reared and recorded by award winning photographer Patrick Wey. The animated photography carries the viewer into new realms for anthrocentric eyes and does so in a most pleasurable fashion.

 

Crow Space
 
Silently the crow spoke
on a shore of babbling tongue
Silver black against a weary sky
sound beyond the ear
still upon the soul
"there is a way into this
just along this crooked trail,
ask the snake
at the end, the gate
she'll tell you what you need to know
be patient
don't be late"
 
The door folded
across a broken lake the sky dead
in a ditch
nothing was the way it was
everything in a twist
my spirit searched, it soared
upon this jagged trail
There were cars, boats, planes
dreams out of control
synthetic sex, tv
crippling side effects
a whole universe, a mess
inside this show
 
Down under, the red sand
eyes wide
ready across the dunes
something from the shadow
stretched across the sky
like a blanket, hovering another side
four long truths circled
to the centre i
was crow blue
as the blackest night
 
There is so much to say so little time
i quenched, i hopped
i could see there was no point
no telling
what the trickster
hides inside
i could see clear as if
for the first time
it is all a test
 
Now flying
my wings tough
against the wind
like a frozen lake
smashed against the sky
far below i could see myself
like a past upon a path
yelling up, watch
that fake glass
a barrier to the other side
 
All those dreams
on a long slow train
this steady hum of track and steel
rollin headin south
 
The vision, the focus
all those lives
all those hills
all my future squashed
all past pushed along this rail
 
My eyes closed
wings stretched to distance
claws clenched upon the edge
 
time come space
leave
fly
for evermore
evermore
crow
 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
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