“One fine morning, I awoke to discover that, during the night, I had learned to understand the language of 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, Circles of Confusion: Film, Photography, Video: Texts 1968-1980
