Untethered

Imagine: a flock of paper birds set free across the gallery, surging from out of one corner to disappear into another. Imagine: the tensions in the lines of string fastened to the ceiling, fixing, imprisoning their subjects. Imagine: a weightless bird, spinning helplessly on the end of a line, at once restrained and supported.

If only: the weights were greater, the tensions increased, then, only then, might these lines break