The Days of the Triffids

the days of the triffids, made during the first lockdown, made in Bristol. by Claudia Pilsl

When the measurements of the governments around the globe in response to the pandemic took hold, I experienced something that I did not quite understand. I felt like being trapped in a remake of the film The Day of the Triffids (Pitcher and Yordan,1962) surrounded by a threat that was imminent but not tangible. Peter Wyndham’s story written in 1951 offers in a way a visualisation of a fear that has been dominant after WW2, that is that a global catastrophe such as a nuclear war or disease will wipe out the world as we know it. These fears were not only informed by concrete facts but mostly, I suggest, by a mass trauma caused by devastation through WW2. My way of vindicating myself of the present fear of an invisible danger, of my anxiety caused by Covid-19, was to collage excerpts of Wyndham’s text with recordings of the visible/invisible in my immediate surroundings.

Length: 6’28”