The Language of Birds was installed at the corner of Broadway and Columbus, just a block from my hovel, late last year. It flies above a small plaza that was originally a right hand turn lane and an island. A video of the unveiling is here. Usually I'm a bit leery of art (or music: pace Bailey) that can't explain itself, i.e. needs an artist or publicist to provide an exegesis, but at night the lights and placement of this piece provides its own raison d'être without need of the backstory. During the day you can see the wires and hanging equipment, but it's easy to overlook the mechanism behind the illusion in the overhead tangle of the bus line and crosswalk infrastructure. All-in-all, a nice addition that graces a previously schlumpy corner.
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