One time at Viktor Tinkl's home in Uxbridge Ont. I saw a wall hanging he made from metal cutouts in the shape of birds flying, a metal flock, each bird shape was the same. It struck me as memorable so I tucked it away but now as we search for new patterns in the bits and pieces left from the media-induced fragmentation of well, everything we know, I recall Tinkl's flock. Perhaps we have much to learn from how flocks behave, the murmuration of starlings is a survival technique, perhaps we will survive in our new flocks, tribes, gatherings via the incorporation of murmuration into our lives, if nothing else we will collectively create something uncanny and beautiful.
Starlings it seems do not collide because they aware of the behaviours of their seven closest feathered friends, each of them aware of their immediate seven and so on.
Do self-driving cars operate under the same principle? Do they observe and follow their seven nearest neighbours? What would a murmuration of self-driving cars look like? Artists - do your thing.