02
Jan
09

“Zorn’s (Di)Lemma”

Last night, Zorn and I, rather hair-brainedly, ate some more of the pink poppies on the northern rim.  This morning, I found the following note written in the sand, and tracks leading out to the sea.  

“I awoke to discover that, during the night, I  had learned to understand the language of the birds.  I have listened to them ever since.  They say: “Look at me!” or: “Get out of here!” or: “Let’s fuck!” or: “Help!” or: “Hurrah!” or: “I found a worm!” and that’s all they say.  And that, when you boil it down, is about all we say. (Which of those things am I saying now?)”  

–Hollis Frampton, Filmmaker, Ornithologist

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