#eco.umberto

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Creative mapping techniques 

Till Krause > art and geography/urban planning 

The focus of Till Krauses' art work is less on landscape and nature as aesthetic work materials than on the questions regarding their history, use and structure. He examines the mode and method with which humanity treats and lives in their immediate landscape, and how these relationships can be tangibly read on site. He often realises his projects, which agitate in the border area between art and other sciences, in close cooperation with other fellow artists.

Harley, John Brian. "Deconstructing the map." Cartographica: The international journal for geographic information and geovisualization 26, no. 2 (1989): 1-20.

Simon, re: Mapping: ‘On Exactitude in Science’, Borges > a 1:1 map // Umberto Eco responded to this > I've read it, somewhere // Baudrillard, maps can replace the real world (this is what the Matrix is about)

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“He was encompassed in the name yet not encompassed in the name having as yet no name other than the desire to be called by a name.” (18)

“There is no discipline of forgetting; we are at the mercy of random natural processes, like stroke and amnesia, and such self-interventions as drugs, alcohol, or suicide. Abu, however, can perform on himself precise local suicides, temporary amnesias, painless aphasias.” (26)

"Gossip, perhaps, but Piazzi Smyth was not a man to inspire trust; you had only to see the way he tied his cravat." (288)

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"It has to be a martini...

"Not a whiskey, a martini. The liquid is clear. You raise your glass and you see her over the olive. The difference between looking at your beloved through a dry martini straight up, where the glass is small, thin, and looking at her through a martini on the rocks, through thick glass, and her face broken by the transparent cubism of the ice. The effect is doubled if you each press your glass to your forehead, feeling the chill, and lean close until your glasses touch. Forehead to forehead with two glasses in between. You can't do that with martini glasses. (232-3)

"There was discussion: the couple, divorce as a legal fiction. (233)

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"Mystic logic, letters whirling in infinite change...

"...is the world of bliss, it is the music of thought, but see that you proceed slowly, and with caution, because your machine may bring you delivering instead of ecstasy." (34)

Also: temurah

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“You swore that you’d never write anything of your own.”

“That I wouldn't inflict a manuscript on the world, true. When I concluded I wasn’t cure out to be a protagonist—”

“You decided you’d be an intelligent spectator. I know all that. And so?”

“If an intelligent spectator hums the second movement on his way home from the concert, that doesn’t mean he wants to conduct it in Carnegie Hall.”

“So you’ll try humming literature to make sure you don’t write any.”

“It would be an honest choice.”

“You think so?” (34)

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“He was encompassed in the name yet not encompassed in the name having as yet no name other than the desire to be called by a name.” (18)

“There is no discipline of forgetting; we are at the mercy of random natural processes, like stroke and amnesia, and such self-interventions as drugs, alcohol, or suicide. Abu, however, can perform on himself precise local suicides, temporary amnesias, painless aphasias.” (26)

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“The time it took the sphere to swing from end to end...

“…was determined by an arcane conspiracy between the most timeless of measures: the singularity of the point of suspension, the duality of the plane’s dimensions, the triadic beginning of pi, the secret quadratic nature of the root, and the unnumbered perfection of the circle itself. “I also knew that a magnetic device centered in the floor beneath issued its command to a cylinder hidden in the heart of the sphere, thus assuring continual motion. This device, far from interfering with the law of the Pendulum, in fact permitted its manifestation, for in a vacuum any object hanging from a weightless and unstretchable wire free of air resistance and friction will oscillate for eternity.” (1)