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
-

-
-
-
-
-
- words/images patrick wey
-
-