tisdag 9 februari 2010

The Gift of Cartography


The perception of the world
like a Trojan Horse
/KF

fredag 15 januari 2010

Dreaming of Africa, continued

I’m going to participate in a conference, in order to stop the privatization of Africa. Different African delegates will be at the conference, where Western businessmen will divide and sell different parts of Africa to themselves. It’s highly absurd and unmoral, and I’m supposedly participating as a unified representative of Africa with the goal of stopping the act of selling. I’m a bit unsure who gave me the mission, I’ve never met the Africans and all that I can put forward are moral counterarguments. I’m especially uncertain about my legitimacy since I’m a completely external participant. I’m running around in the big conference centre, the actual meeting is in western Africa, but I’m in the eastern part and it has to take a lot of time to travel over an entire continent, but soon the conference begins! I finally arrive at a meeting that has gathered a large amount of Africans, but they seem to be mistaken, the meeting is all about coffee and different samples is given away. I continue to run towards the western part.

måndag 11 januari 2010

On the sea of sound and vision, direction down

This dream displays the Cormorant Council in action, doing some mobilis in mobili dream-geographical thinking/discovery.

Noted dream geographer MF invites a group of people for a tour around the Stockholm archipelago on his yacht. This is all nice, but everybody agrees that we need a specific destination. A woman of the group then invites us all to spend the weekend in her parents´ home in Skåne, should we go there. In order to avoid an embarrassed silence following this more insolent than ridiculous suggestion, I try to joke about it by absurdly agreeing with her. "It´s in the north of Skåne, so it´s really only a few kilometres away from Stockholm." Noone gets the joke, so I begin considering if this absurd geographical assumption is actually true. Instead we enthusiastically decide to go to the Canary Islands.

The navigational chart on board the boat shows the vague outlines of a great sea monster that can be further discerned by connecting some dots on the chart with a blue ink pencil. This is actually how you navigate on this ship. There is no steering-wheel or rudder, just this chart and a pencil to set us going. As I start connecting the dots the sea monster soon appears around us, surprisingly in the form of intensifying sound. As the sound gradually takes the shape of a song or a melody we realize we have arrived at the Canary Islands. Again surprisingly, the Canary Islands are situated beneath us instead of somewhere on the horizontal plane - and to get there we have to climb down a lead line.

The dream to me signals two themes and their possible interrelation.

First, "sound-geography", which could account for synaesthetically percieved journeys or landforms, possibly derived from music or other sonorous structures.

Second, "vertical geography", which could retell hell-visits, rabbit-hole plunging, abyssal exploration and the like.

NN

torsdag 31 december 2009

Map of Moscow

PC and I are in Moscow. We're standing in a long upstairs gallery in a museum and can look out of the windows across the city and all its profusion of 18th-century marble monuments and buildings. We consult a small tourist map. We are only staying in Moscow for one day and two nights, so have little time to see all the things we want to see, and I especially don't want to miss Red Square. The map shows a wide boulevard running along the straight bottom edge of a huge semi-circular lake called Napoleon's Semi-Circle. Red Square is shown on the map to the south-east of the lake. It is surprisingly small (and marked as a solid red square on the otherwise black and white map). I think the map must be wrong. We hurry down the boulevard past the lake and look down towards what should be Red Square, according to the map. I'm still sceptical and ask PC whether he can see any onion domes. He says he can't. Well that's definitely not Red Square then, I say.

MFl

torsdag 5 november 2009

The Limes norrlandicus of the imagination

railways and cosmology


If we allow ourselves the adventurous abstraction of a "national psychogeography", it would have to be noted that the Norrland limit would probably be an important border in the swedish imagination. The northern two thirds of this elongate country are darker, much more sparsely populated and in popular imagination (both northern and southern) far less civilised than the southern third. The biological and geological border is called "limes norrlandicus" and it partly follows a vague cultural border (if there is one) and runs along the river Dalälven. The lower Dalälven is famous for huge floods and wild nature, including many rare beetles, a lot of eagles, and one of the highest mosquito densities in the entire world. One of the large flooded areas, Storfjärden, with all its flooded dead forest emerging from the water, is probably the original habitat of the original cormorant council (not the dilettants running this webpage). Just north of the outlet is the first norrlandic town, Gävle, with papermills, a coffee roastery and an icehockey team, and not much else. Gävle has appeared in several dreams and interpretation deliria on this site and elsewhere and appears imaginatively important. But we must also ask ourselves more specifically what the Norrland border is about from the viewpoint of the imagination.


Dream this morning:

I am going with the trans-dalälven railway, in a new set of tiny plastic cars. First we're going north, and when we meet the river we turn right and most of the route goes west-east at the edge of the water. It is beautiful but the actual views remind me more of Florida swamps. Opposite me sits a guy looking like a rock musician, pretending to sleep, I'm sure he doesn't have a ticket. I don't know if I have one.


(Flashback: I have recently moved in with a girlfriend in a new apartment in a hypermodern apartment complex - or perhaps rather 60s Science Fiction style. She´s not there, and I'm not comfortable there with or without her. The walls towards the main corridor are transparent, so everybody can see me as I sit down in the hallway, spreading out all the stuff in my pockets on the floor in front of me. I sit there looking at the assorted items in despair, trying to make up a combination of objects that would possibly be valid as a train ticket.)


And here comes the conductor. To my surprise, the rock musician does have a ticket, and something I produce works too. So that wasn't really a problem. The conductor splits into three persons, two continue along the train and one remain with us, looking out the window and holding a soliloquoy in danish. I don't quite understand what he's talking about.


The swamps are lush, and there is large amounts of debris floating around as if from some major wreckage. I keep thinking this is all part of the restauration process, but I can't remember what it looked like before.


On the walls of the car there is a series of framed blackandwhite photographs. The first one depicts two stereotypic teenage girls in white summer dresses looking into the camera. In the following pictures (or do they replace the first one rather than follow next to it?), the girls make some efforts to incarnate some 50s or 60s concept of swedish sin, basically by making really stupid-looking american cheerleader moves, and occasionally flashing their breasts. It's awful, but I fail to look away, because I get the impression that the whole world is suspended between the facial expression of rational resoluteness of one and that of flabby improvisation of the other, and of the firmness of the breasts of one and the softness of those of the other, their opposite senses of being sisters. Yes, those oppositions do sound a bit stupid too but it's very subjectively captivating.


The two teenagers standing next to the pictures might be them. Their stupid name is "Rudy Gullet" (in english). They look ordinary and sound ordinary, but the questions they are posing are interesting enough for me to cut into the conversation, providing whatever information I might possess to contribute to answering the questions. So I tell them about the huge restauration project, the new dams and flooding of new areas. They reply that they consider it similar to their own ongoing experiment of reinventing the world by making a thin dough, covering it with the blood of innocents, then spreading out bits and pieces of everything there might be, and finally smoothing out the surface by applying a transparent lunar matrix. They bake it on the radiator of the railway car. I am somehow very excited to realise how they have reinvented the art of pizza-making in their cosmological quest.


MF


onsdag 14 oktober 2009

THE STUFF THAT CLOUDS ARE MADE OF

It has been foolishly suggested that there is no such thing as weather in dreams, but many of us have taken great interest in experiencing dream weathers.

Intentions have been referred to of introducing the concept of dream meteorology at this site, paralell with promises to introduce the concept of synaesthesia. Waiting for the proper introduction of the former I cannot refrain from calling attention to an early morning hypnagogy poem of mine, posted (in swedish) at the Biografier åt okrossbara hälleflundror site, where I experienced a synaesthetic dream weather.

It is one of those half-awake syntheses of desperately struggling to deliriously rationalise an incoherent set of remembered and strongly felt minor dream fragments.

The sky was becoming overcast, a disjunct cover of altocumulus or stratocumulus was painted on the sky as I watched, consisting of the sound of breasts.

This image seems to me simultaneously ridiculous and effective, and I really enjoyed experiencing the reality of it.

We would like to see others' experiences of how weathers are manifested (and what they are actually made of) in dreams-

MF

onsdag 7 oktober 2009

THE GIRL WHO WAS THURSDAY - Investigating a week of personificated nights

New research on synaesthesia has been presented, where especially the synaesthetic cognition of time as a spatial arrangement was exemplified.

In a study of synaesthetic children Dr Simner has showed that "synaesthetic associations (e.g. a = carmine red) develop from chaotic pairings into a system of fixed, consistent cogno-sensory responses over time". This study and other related research suggests that the neurological basis for synaesthetic cognition is open to change through habits, choices and efforts of systematizing.

In this type of studies a distinction between being a synaesthete (which only a few are) and being a non-synaesthete that can have synaesthetic associations (which most people have) is made.
A developed synaesthetic condition consists in the ability to perceive spontaneously and consistently connections across the separate senses.

Researchers into this field have often repeated that the synaesthetically cognated colours for musical notes or for vowels are specific to the individual synaesthete, and does not represent an objective substratum of reality.

A lot of this research is about measuring activity in neural pathways and comparing the two test-groups. Nevertheless, "full-blown" synaesthetic phenomena are to some degree open to anyone´s experience under certain conditions, for example during periods of insomnia, in hypnagogic reverie or in fever dreams.

Also, non-synaesthetes can have synaesthetic associations in ordinary states of mind. Such synaesthetic associations are of a more ephemeral nature, where social conventions and mental effort play in. Mnemotechnical methods that utilize mental images of spatial arrangements would be an active example of this. Everyday cognition that makes use of visual metaphors to make sense of the world would be a passive example. Synaesthetic associations of this kind are usually not perceived as vividly as the eidetic imagery of non-ordinary states, neither do they occur with the certainty about the correlation that proper synaesthetes seem to experience, but rather take place within thinking (if such a distinction is meaningful).

A reasonable interpretation of the research presented here, is that the neurological basis for synaesthetic cognition is open to change through habitual choices and efforts of systematizing even for non-synaesthetes.

The surrealist group of Stockholm once conducted an experiment in the intersubjectivity of synaesthetic association, where abstract concepts were imagined systematically, in a joint effort, as if they were concrete objects possessing sensual traits. The focus for this experiment/game was on poetic materialism; thus an emphasis on material qualities such as texture, colour, morphology prevailed. If you want to, you can read about it here.

Naturally, an investigation into the concrete dimension of the abstract could be taken in other directions too.

One of the aspects of synaesthesia of space-time was for example called "ordinal-linguistic personification". Example:"You might not have a colour for Thursday, but you know that it's a young girl who has spent too long kept in the house and wants to break out into the world."
This type of animistic thinking resembles mythological imagination, for examples:

Kronos: greek god of general time.
Aeons; immense successive units of time, that were personalized in gnostic mythology.
The Four Riders of the Apocalypse.

(Arguably, modern anthropomorphic personifications from everyday language and scientific jargon, like Planck time, indian summer, the wolf hour, the Gaussian year (365.2568983 days), also play a part of mythic imagination.)

According to present-day metaphorical standards time is usually conceptualized as a journey. But this also implies the traveller; time is crawling, flying et c.

So, what types of moments of time can be "ordinal-linguisticually personificated"?

Taking a lead from the swedish author Göran Palm, who once asked, through a book title of his, "Why don´t the nights have any names?", I´ll ask:

- Who is the night before monday, which person or entity personificates the night before tuesday et c? Let´s fill out a week of personificated nights.

Any method will do, of course, but perhaps finding the answer in a dream from the particular night which is being investigated lies close at hand.

/ N N

tisdag 29 september 2009

Israel = Norway

I look at an old map of Northern Europe from 11 000 B.C. All of Sweden is under water, but Norway is elevated enough to be clearly distinguishable. The name of Norway is, however, "ISRAEL", with the S being a Lambda-sign. We start to speculate: Is Jerusalem in Norway? Is this somekind of Rudbeckian explanation of Scandinavias origin of different golden-age myths (Atlantis, Jerusalem, etc?).

tisdag 11 augusti 2009

All Harvests Are Unreal

This image was seen in a moment of hypnagogic revery, accompanied by the phrase "all harvests are unreal". It seemed to present itself like an idea for a painting. However, I reproduced it by photoshopping a found landscape painting which conveyed a similar atmosphere. I have as yet no immediate ideas about it and welcome your thoughts and interpretations.

/NN

onsdag 23 april 2008

KORMORANTRÅDET - SAMMANFATTNING PERIODEN NOVEMBER 2007 - APRIL 2008

I kronologisk ordning:


1. KORMORANTRÅDET – Station för drömgeografiska studier

Kormorantrådet bildades i november 2007 som ett forum för kollektiv drömforskning och utbyte av drömerfarenheter. Enkelt uttryckt: Vi berättar drömmar för varandra - och försöker göra det på ett systematiskt sätt, ämnesvis under rubriker. Härutöver kan märkas ett starkt intresse för teoretiska perspektiv, men bland Kormorantrådets medlemmar finns knappast någon enighet kring metodologiska utgångspunkter och ämnets avgränsningar. Kanske behövs heller inte några sådana. Likväl startade Kormorantrådet här sin bloggverksamhet med en preliminär sammanfattning av vad vi menar med drömgeografisk forskning.


2. Platsens mening

"Själva platsen är ett drömobjekt, och vi kan ställa oss lika frågande inför dess innebörd som vi gör inför allting annat. En tågstation, stjärnhimlen och väldigt ofta olika vikar."


3. DRÖMKARTOGRAFI OCH GÄVLEDRÖMMAR

Vi drömmer om kartor och försöker orientera efter en karta i drömmen. Vi villar bort oss. Samtidigt pågår en drömgeografisk undersökning av Gävle.


4. Nära Afrika

En redogörelse för ett kollektivt drömexperiment utfört av Surrealistgruppen i Sthlm 1999-2000.


5. Drömgeografins naturgeografi

Hur kan djur, växter, väder och naturmiljöer förklara var man är även i drömmen? Vilka markörer övertygar drömmaren om att det är vår eller höst, morgon eller kväll?


6. Drömvärldens skägg

Är än så länge bara ett löfte. Vi väntar alla på drömvärldens skägg.


7. Drömobservatorier

Till exempel särskilt gynnsamma sovplatser eller "drömhem" som man återvänder till. Hur ser de ut, hur finner vi dem, och vad upplever vi där? Ett drömobservatorium (Exempel på ett sådant, saxat ur Kormoranrådets inspirationskälla Drömgeografi Naturgeografi av Mattias Forshage, utkommen på Styx förlag)


8. What is this place, really?

Att gå runt i välbekanta miljöer men med den svaga aningen att det egentligen är någon helt annan stans. Eller tvärtom, fullkomligt främmande landskap inger den grundmurade övertygelsen att man är i sin hemstad. Hur orienterar man sig i en plats man egentligen vet är en annan?


9. Platsens population

Ett vilt försök att applicera demografiska perspektiv på drömmen.


10. Att stiga ned i samma dröm två gånger

Likt fåglar som återvänder till samma häckningsplats varje år, återvänder somliga drömmare till samma plats i drömmen om och om igen. De rör sig i samma landskap, möter samma personer och utför samma handlingar. Ett sådant repetitivt beteende, vad tyder det på? Exempel?


11. Liten drömkartläggning

Att utforska drömgeografin handlar även om att analysera(s). I denna dröm hittas element som platsöverlagring, drömgeografisk drömgeografi, spatial bortstötning, gradvis delpopulering, total antepopulering, spatio-fysiologisk förskjutning, rumslig dubbelprojektion.


12. Att gå genom dörrar

Det finns förstås Zenons paradox att man aldrig kan gå genom en öppen dörr. Rapportera in era iakttagelser av vad som sker då man rör sig genom en dörr, eller snarare, rör man sig genom dörrar överhuvudtaget i drömmen? Hade Zenon rätt?


13. Om Sörmland vore vackert

Upplevt "vackra" platser i drömmen, vad har de gemensamt? Eller är utpekandet av vackra och fula områden i drömmen helt avhängigt godtyckliga kriterier?


14. Drömlandskapens kollektivtrafik

Vad har den att lära ut? Och hur ser de drömda tunnelbanenäten ut i olika städer?


15. Det åttonde klimatets topografier

Drömd geografi (dokumentära teckningar).


16. ÖVERLAGRADE ICKEÖVERLAPPANDE PLAN

Drömsk perspektivomkastning och ickeeuklidiska övergångar.


17. Begärets rumsligheter

Hur gestaltar sig begärets relation till drömmens rumsligheter?


18. För er som drömmer:

Hur tolkas drömvärlden olika utifrån olika organ, och hur tolkas andra organs operationer av ett särskilt organ?


19. Förflyttning i drömmen

Hur transporterar vi oss i drömlandskapen?

tisdag 4 mars 2008

Förflyttning i drömmen

Hur transporterar vi oss i drömlandskapen?
Hur transporterar vi oss mellan scener, medvetandetillstånd och upplevelser?
Vilka akter och metoder upplever vi oss kunna tillgripa för att ta oss fram o tillbaka, från o till, upp o ner, och är det möjligt att helt förvandla drömmen eller delar av den?

onsdag 27 februari 2008

För er som drömmer:

"We have to imagine a system with "n" internal binary operations. Every machine redoes its own additions, its own multiplications, for itself. Every machine works for itself according to ITS operations: a mouth reads everything in mouth terms: eating, talking, kissing, shitting; eyes read erverything in seeing terms: eating, talking, kissing, shitting, etc., etc. All logic coexists and "speaks" at the same time." /010

Så hur tolkas drömvärlden olika utifrån olika organ, och hur tolkas andra organs operationer av ett särskilt organ?
Hur många organ kan ni uppleva drömvärlden genom, vilka förlängningar (101 pratar ju om att blommor egentligen är näsor eller tvärtom,att den sniffar snarare än blommar, hur tolkar en blomma tal och kyssar o tvärtom) finns att göra?

Är förmågor maskiner? Tolkar dansorganet alla andra förmågor i termer av dans?
Vilken synestetisk variation av perspektiv och kopplingar kan ni sätta i rullning när ni i drömmen sjunker ner i och utforskar eran kropp eller era sinnen på detta sätt?

Kanske två separata undersökningar, en som håller sig till den klassiska floran av sinnen, och en som uttnytjar förskjutningen så att vi får reda på hur till exempel Gävle tolkar ätande, tal, kyssande, o bajsande utifrån sina termer?