Because my iPad doesn't support Adobe Flash, I couldn't update this blog in Venice, and because we spent the days walking around, I didn't even take notes.
Last night, The Philosopher asked me, "How do you experience memory? Is it images, or what?"
No. At rest, my mind is text- and concept-oriented, not visual (that's why I thought mathematics would work for me when I was at University). Memory for me, has to do with the sensation of pattern, as though my world concept were a partially solved jigsaw puzzle. The part that's solved is of moderate interest, the unsolved pieces are practically invisible, but the edges, ah the edges! That's where I live.
So, I can't really re-create what exactly happened, exactly, during those lost days. But more pieces are set into the puzzle, and now the profile of the edges looks entirely different.
Last night, The Philosopher asked me, "How do you experience memory? Is it images, or what?"
No. At rest, my mind is text- and concept-oriented, not visual (that's why I thought mathematics would work for me when I was at University). Memory for me, has to do with the sensation of pattern, as though my world concept were a partially solved jigsaw puzzle. The part that's solved is of moderate interest, the unsolved pieces are practically invisible, but the edges, ah the edges! That's where I live.
So, I can't really re-create what exactly happened, exactly, during those lost days. But more pieces are set into the puzzle, and now the profile of the edges looks entirely different.
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