Sunday, February 18, 2007

airborne cognates

airborne cognates, the first of a series of loosely connected events; a dedication to birds and things that fly, ways of seeing, impossible equivalents, cognitive dissonance and consonance, outbound senses and inbound experience.

begins with the almost silent wailing of the wind upon the plains. the plains beckon still as time passes, or doesn't pass, or never went there at all. it goes from there, of course.

one pressing of 500 copies, individually numbered. available at www.chanceformation.com or in person at shows.

"There is an hour just at evening when the plains seem on the verge of saying something; they never do, or perhaps they do- eternally- though we don't understand it, or perhaps we do understand but what they say is as untranslatable as music...."

-jorge luis borges

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