The word 'to inspire' in Latin is 'inspiratus' and literally means 'to breathe in'. As a witness to the song -- the inhalation is what I have tried to genuinely requite as a visual exhalation. One complete unbroken breath, imagined into the imaginary. It mirrors our own exploration of consciousness, between human and celestial nature, bending light to the whirling sounds, dynamically still.
I first saw Sigur Rós at the Orpheum Theatre in Vancouver BC. I was studying at the university, a solace on my sojourn, from there to here. My most striking memory, was of the moment between each song -- there existed an exalted silence, without the cacophonous roars of hands clapping -- until the very end, a final ovation. In the opening of that space the music whispered to my soul. In its present incarnation, I know now what it was saying then.