A psychogeographical journey

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Mind the gap

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So. Nearly a month here in Psychogeography land. (Psygestan? PGville?) Time for a review. I’ve read a lot of books. Is seven a lot? It’s two a week, so I’d say it was. They were: Psychogeography, Merlin Coverley. Moll Flanders, Daniel Defoe. Wanderlust, Rebecca Solnit. Songs of Innocence, Songs of Experience, William Blake. Off The Map, Alastair Bonnett. The Atrocity Exhibition, JG Ballard. The House of Souls, Arthur Machen.

I have gone on two derives, and written them up.

I have created an on-line presence with a facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/scriber.punk), a blog (https://scriberpunkblog.wordpress.com), and a tumblr account (err, here)

I have made contacts. I have thirteen friends on facebook. I have even emailed one of them away from facebook in a real communication. (Hello Joey.)

I have made playful, almost arty reviews of some of the books I read (SmartArt flows for Coverley, an imaginary interview of Moll Flanders, a captioned photo for Ballard, and a sarcastic map for Bonnett). I have written my derives up in a scientific report style, because that was fun too.

I have started two photo projects. Time travel archeology (inspired by Phil Smith’s mythogeography) and ‘Art’ in public places, both of which are being posted on facebook, but I may expand my empire of dirt and create an Pinterest account for them.

OK. I’d say that equates to having found somewhere to live, had a look around, met a few people, and started to look for work.

It’s a definite start.

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Time travel archeology. Stones stacked carefully on a concrete pedestal. Are they in alignment with some other feature in the landscape? Do they mark a site of some religious significance? Is this an important boundary marker?

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Time travel archeology. Satellite photo of abandoned military compound taken from 1,700 metres up. Opps, sorry. Photo of abandoned cap ring taken from 1.700 metres up.

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Time travel archeology Spotted on my morning  walk. A burnt umbrella. This close to the spring equinox could it be a ritual offering, a form of sympathetic magic, welcoming the sun and banishing rain?

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The Atrocity Exhibition

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Mersin statue

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The toilets on the beach are shaped like a turtle

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I am going to adopt some cliches to live by, in readiness for my return to London. Here is number 1.

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A geometric design spotted in a playground during a recent derive around Silifke. What game is that for?

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Dikkat kopek var. Dikkat kopek var. Kopek var. Beware of the dog. Beware of the dog. Dog!

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A building in a burka

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“Unfold a street map… place a glass, rim down, anywhere on the map, and draw round its edge. Pick up the map, go out in the city, and walk the circle, keeping as close as you can to the curve. Record the experience as you go, in whatever medium you favour.” Robert MacFarlane,

This is a tourist map of my local town and didn’t need unfolding (neither the town nor the map are that big), and instead of a glass I used the lid from a case of paperclips, but the idea, I hope, is sound.

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