Last updated on September 14, 2020
Performed by humans, Produced by birds.
An international phone conversation, London to Berlin, with Elo Masing representing Berlin based WIG (improvisational trio), and Simon Tyszko in London, discussing the world’s first musical transcription produced by birds,
Music For Birds by WIG, and It’s genesis within the glamorous and rarefied world of cross species art with avian tandem Kakaduu.Agapornis Fischeri, better known by the artist name Kakaduu, is originally from Central Africa and now based in Berlin, Germany. They established themselves as artists in London, UK, where they lived from 2010 to 2015.
They have been active in the visual arts since 2010 and first gained recognition with the wood veneer and cardboard sculpture “Me and My Home”. Other well-known works include “My Cage” and “My Nightmares About the Cat”.
Kakaduu is one of the most remarkable contemporary practitioners of environmental art in Europe, choosing to use mostly recycled material in creating artworks. They prefer figurative wood sculpture, although often also paint on different materials. Favourite media include wood, wood veneer, cardboard, and coconut shell; for painting they use recycled food.
Better known paintings from the mature period include “Kakaduu Shit on Canvas”, “Kakaduu Shit on Glass”, “Kakaduu Shit on Veneer”, “Kakaduu Shit on Cupboard Door”, “Kakaduu Shit on Porcelain”, “Kakaduu Shit on A4” and “Kakaduu Shit on DVD”. Well-known artworks from the most recent output include “London”, “The Dwarf’s House on the Hill”, “We Went to See the Elephant” and “The Squirrel, the Cat and the Hare”.
Kakaduu’s works have been shown at The First and Second International World Exhibition of Artist Birds.
Kakaduu is represented by Gallery Zebra&Tiger.
New website in progress at www.kakaduu.art. Watch this space!Scientists claim that birds’ and animals’ brains cannot discern complex intellectual objects such as music.
That for them, human music is like white noise, similar to the sound of rain, waves or rustling leaves for us. That they can’t hear anything interesting in it, the same way we can’t understand what birds say to each other, all their adventures and other information they share so vividly.
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This may very well be so – if during early development birds’ brains are not exposed to music and don’t learn to grasp it, they probably won’t be able to do it later. Much like a human child who, growing up in the wild without hearing any human language, wouldn’t be able to learn to speak as an adult, even when exposed to human speech.
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But it seems to us that birds’ brains can be trained to hear music; they can discern very complex intellectual and emotional objects if they’ve been exposed to them from an early age – for example if the birds have grown up in musicians’ homes.
They become thoroughly unique experts on music, with their own completely unique taste, because their learning and teaching ability in the realm of sonic arts is great. If only someone saw it and knew how to use it.
We’ve been lucky that we’ve come across two of such unique birds, who understand what’s there in the music they hear and what’s not in many respects better than humans. As choosing the right tracks for the album was much easier for them than it was for us, we gladly allowed Kakaduu to produce the record. Their enthusiastic chirping made it clear which pieces they preferred most. The album got put together quickly and insightfully and is dedicated to improving communication between birds and humans.
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This is a story about how a bird taught us to listen, see, and think, too. About something important and beautiful. And about lots of other things, too, about which you can read on Kakaduu‘s home page.
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The legend of Siuksuke, the smartest and most talented kakaduu.
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Siuksuke discovered his talent at a very early age, even before he came to the pet shop, in the incubator already, where a lot of birds like him, as well as birds a bit different to him, were hatching, twittering excitedly,
there he himself and everybody around him discovered
that he was an exceptionally talented bird
and his talent manifested in his ability to listen.
When others twittered, he listened,
when others calmed down and became quiet, he tweeted.
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Siuks, you have done great things, you’ve taught us to understand bird language and listen to music as if for the first time every time.
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To hear music as if for the first time every time.
You’ve reminded us that we, too, have this ability.
‘If I can hear it, you can hear it,’ said Kakaduu.
I became thoughtful. Promised to Kakaduu that I’d think about it.
‘For humans, everything is difficult, even the simple and pleasant things,’ thought Kakaduu.
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Luckily, Kakaduu doesn’t think
or say what they think.
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Do you take a sheep’s words seriously?
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By the way, we no longer eat chicken at home, because Kakaduu regards it with horror and contempt.
Text by Priit Ruttas and Kakaduu