Being high on pixel dust presents a map all of its own. It is visual, verbal, past, present and future; strange and unrelated, relevant, textured, subjective. I can read back posts and see, like a director chooses scenes for her film, myself in a more (or less) articulated way.
To map is to ponder how space and events punctuate us.
Mapping is a way for families to connect and intersect our own footprints (scattered across the "map") in and around each other. I am looking forward to the 2,000 miles mapped in red thin lines, drawn in the back pages of a glossy magazine, the arc at 30K feet moving from east to west at the end of December.
Come, family! We have a year (and a tremendous one at that) to map, then digest, then begin to map all over again.
"The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order, the continuous thread of revelation."
– Eudora Welty
Read more about mapping, see more visuals about mapping. Love the concrete, the abstract, the musings of some of my favorite people, doing their favorite things...pondering and being together.
(These images and texts from the brilliant Carrie Rose, as contribution to the Empathinc.com BLOG, here.)
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To map is to ponder how space and events punctuate us.
Mapping is a way for families to connect and intersect our own footprints (scattered across the "map") in and around each other. I am looking forward to the 2,000 miles mapped in red thin lines, drawn in the back pages of a glossy magazine, the arc at 30K feet moving from east to west at the end of December.
Come, family! We have a year (and a tremendous one at that) to map, then digest, then begin to map all over again.
"The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order, the continuous thread of revelation."
– Eudora Welty
Read more about mapping, see more visuals about mapping. Love the concrete, the abstract, the musings of some of my favorite people, doing their favorite things...pondering and being together.
(These images and texts from the brilliant Carrie Rose, as contribution to the Empathinc.com BLOG, here.)
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