Remote Viewing
From: Amanda Steggell
Date: May 18 2009, 19.22:50 PM GMT+02:00
To: Ellen Røed, Patrik Entian
Subject: A request – writing about walking
Hello Patrik and Nelly Ink!
I would like to ask you to do something for me.
Please describe the experience of trying to find Desert Walker via the remote robotic camera.
If you can recall your experience of watching, seeking and not finding that would be lovely.
Please do not confer with each other.
You didn’t find us, but did you find/discover something else?
How long did you spend searching the landscape?
Did you take any snapshots?
If so could you send them to me.
Thank you in advance!
From: Ellen Røed
Subject: Re: A request – writing about walking
Date: May 20, 2009 11:48:50 AM GMT+02:00
To: Amanda Steggell
Hello sweetest.
I might need some more time to reflect since it has been so long.
First of all, it wasn’t quite like that, meaning that your questions don’t really fit my experience.I wasn’t watching Desert Walker when the performance took place, I was looking for you. It was a few days before it took place and I was making a device for recording the performance remotely, wanting to be able to give it to you and say “This is what Desert Walker looked like from Laksevåg (in Norway).”
Knowing the time of your performance, a few days later, I was looking for the potential Desert Walker, for where it might take place, and I was looking for you guys preparing, or hanging round. I was searching for a few movements or differences in the landscape that would indicate your presence, like a dark piksel having shifted from one image to the next, or a pattern. Something that would be different from one image to the next. But the camera wouldn’t really keep still when I was working on it, only when I kept my hands off it for a long time, making the still view kind of random.
I found the Wendover cam hard to operate. I spent a lot of time struggling with navigating it away from the pole like thing, swearing, trying to push the distant viewfinder across the plane, into the wide distances, zoom in, so I could scan it and then slow it down, but the damned thing insisted on staring on this pole thing. Probably it was its own antenna.
Then, after having spinned around 360 degrees a few times I decided on where I thought you would be. Or perhaps where I wanted you to be. About three clicks on the right arrow and then zoom once, if I remember correctly.
It looked beautiful there, and it was quiet. Differences would show. I loved watching the shadow of the clouds sweeping over that area. I wondered if I managed to get any sequences of that in my picture bank. I also hoped someone else would try to operate the cam too, at the same time, and we could have this conversation of scanning.
I never found you, but I recorded thousands of images, and my device was ready for the real thing that would happen a few days later. I think I might have left it on all night. It clogged my hard drive and I had to dump the images on an external drive to clear the space for the real performance to happen, so I haven’t looked at them since.
I thought at least I would see the plane as an indication if I was wrong about the location. But then you performed Desert Walker 24 hours earlier than you indicated, so when I got your sms that you were about to start, I was in Utskott, in the valley of Samnangerfjord, (really deep down between mountains, in the rainiest place of Norway) completely offline, making a big fire and eating fish, so there was nothing I could do. My capturing device wasn’t even on, simply ready, at home. So I missed it.
Ill find some of the images for you.
Ellen aka ink
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Ellen found me some of the images that she had captured, and made a timelapse video of them.
