Red planet, pink pie.
15 February 2011
Normally I have to be up and out of the house by about 8:30 on Tuesday mornings. Today was an odd exception. Having stopped at two additional bars on the way home from trivia last night (only one cheap drink at each), the little bit of extra sleeping in was nice.
Finally got around to reading the Unit 2 essays. Or beginning to, we're discussing them over the next few weeks, and the order of presentations is already set. Of those I read, mine (which I didn't read, so really, who knows?) is probably still makes the least sense, but maybe wasn't too far out there. We'll see.
Transferring between the G and the C on the way into Manhattan I got a nosefull of Christopher Brosius's "In the Library" perfume, or something rather similar, or hallucinated it as I wasn't able to pinpoint where it was coming from. I had just read:
In such cases, apprehension in terms of one of the senses is described in terms of, or compared with, one of the others; this has been called synaesthesia, and is clearly sometimes effective. It throws back the reader upon the undifferentiated affective states which are all that such sensations have in common; perhaps recalls him to an infantile state before they had been distinguished from one another; and may actually induce a sort of rudimentary disorder into his modes of sensation (so that the 'images' of the visualiser are transformed sounds) like those due to migraine or epilepsy of drugs like mescal.1I wasn't on any drugs, but I do sometimes have olfactory hallucinations which very well could be related to my migraines, although I had never connected the two.
Discussion and digressions in Professional Writing. Then back to Brooklyn lickety-split for Projection Mapping. And a continuation of experiment three, reassembled in the green-screen room. As I couldn't bring the column down from my studio, I instead projected onto some beat up cardboard boxes.
1. Empson, W. (1953). Seven types of ambiguity. Norfolk, Conn.: New Directions.