New World

Work presented to the public in September 2015 in the exhibition Imargem

62 x 36 cm

    Exposition :


communication between the aviator Frederick Valentich and the air traffic control moments before disappearing in 1978 :

♣Valentich: Is there any known traffic below five thousand [feet]?

♣Robey: No known traffic.

♣V: I am—seems [to] be a large aircraft below five thousand.

♣R: What type of aircraft is it?

♣V: I cannot affirm. It is [sic] four bright, it seems to me like landing lights. . . . The aircraft has just passed over me at least a thousand feet above.

♣R: Roger, and it, it is a large aircraft? Confirm.

♣V: Er, unknown due to the speed it’s traveling. Is there any Air Force aircraft in the vicinity?

♣R: No known aircraft in the vicinity.

♣V: It’s approaching right now from due east towards me. . . . [Silence for 2 seconds.] It seems to me that he’s playing some sort of game. He’s flying over me two, three times, at a time at speeds I could not identify.

♣R: Roger. What is your actual level?

♣V: My level is four and a half thousand. Four five zero zero.

♣R: And confirm you cannot identify the aircraft.

♣V: Affirmative.

♣R: Roger. Stand by.

♣V: It’s not an aircraft. It is—[Silence for 2 seconds.

♣R: Can you describe the, er, aircraft?

♣V: As it’s flying past, it’s a long shape. [Silence for 3 seconds.] [Cannot] identify more than [that it has such speed]. [Silence for 3 seconds.] [It is] before me right now, Melbourne.

♣R: And how large would the, er, object be?

♣V: It seems like it’s stationary.1 What I’m doing right now is orbiting, and the thing is just orbiting on top of me also. It’s got a green light and sort of metallic. [Like] it’s all shiny [on] the outside. [Silence for 5 seconds.] It’s just vanished. . . . Would you know what kind of aircraft I’ve got? Is it military aircraft?

♣R: Confirm the, er, aircraft just vanished.

♣V: Say again.

♣R: Is the aircraft still with you?

♣V: [It’s, ah, nor-] [Silence for 2 seconds.] [Now] approaching from the southwest. . . . The engine is, is rough idling. I’ve got it set at twenty three twenty four, and the thing is—coughing.



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